Treasure

There is a place where a treasure is hid,
That can be found by anyone who tries.
The theme’s not what it is, but what it did,
That broke the noise amid the many cries.
It came as a fact, yet left as a dream,
To be found once more in a vast haystack.
Ambition is the one dream that would seem;
It clings like a babe on its mother’s frock.
No, ambition it’s not, yet holds the key,
To that nonsense place in the strange vision.
No, ambition it’s not, can it set free,
Those caged wings that betray their mission?
There is a place where a treasure is hid
Find it and find out what it did.

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