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Ruins of Time

A poem of time's tale and how hollowed out ruins can inspire us still.

ticking ever onward past

vestiges lost yet standing

still, monument of what hast

been, silent yet demanding


victim to the whims of men

pushed aside, denied last rites

gutted and torn, flourished pen

signs warrant by candle’s light


sands of time pyramid o’er

all, not just mere mortals rust

economy’s bricks and doors

cascade in nature’s acts, dust


stand tall against wind, war, time

let strength echo through ages

a battered shell, the bell’s chime

brokenness can free cages


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