Within these walls, secrets abide,
Where wealth once thrived, now lies beside.
Steel doors stand ajar, no riches to tout,
Echoes of the past, they do not flout.
No longer filled with riches rare,
But memories linger in the air.
Where once the vault held treasures bold,
Now stories whisper, of tales untold.
M
REMEMBER TO TAKE A PICTURE WITH THE GROUP
