Traveling down, down, down...
A winding staircase.

Two doors to open.
Which one?

First door is locked,
Second is open.

Walk through the open door. I see;
A bright and beautiful golden palace,
Many people dressed in colorful clothes,
There is a pretty queen on her throne.

Grabbed by each arm,
I'm brought to stand in front of her.

She looks so familiar to me.

She stands bowing to me and
Takes hold of my hand,
Saying,  “Welcome home my king. I have missed so much my love.”

Saranghaeyo. I love you...

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