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May 2013
The vault is a mystery
For it stood for millennia
Its inhabitants long forgotten
Inside may lay a vast wealth of treasure
Or the knowledge of gods
Or it may simply be a locked room
We will never know
For it was lost with time
When time existed
Now it drifts
Endlessly through the void of what was, and what is
Though, not of what is to come
Written by
Gerard Marcil-Dallaire  Canada
(Canada)   
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