Collecting all the drained water

Trembling signs
Unstable gate
Unsettled sights
And the unlimited waves
Pounding shores with Knocks
Reminders of the gates still closed
Of the castle
Built atop a small mountain
The green boundaries
Lakes in between
Collecting all the drained water
Washing the steps,

I wanted to take to the
castle
But no more now
Washed of stains of struggles
What will steps tell me
Let me stay here
Just watch
Just see
And close my eyes
For now

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