Drag this along any further

You will have a wall

Climbed by creatures

Impatient to sit up top

Reach for any crumb.

No bystanders to follow orders

When you are there

And my sorrow is gone.

There is a castle behind these walls.

Stuffed with happiness and joy.

So much of it that it bursts

Out of the windows

Smashing the glass.

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