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Walking through the ruins
Wondering of the past
Lives so long ago
Lived and lost
Glimpses of existence
Feeling as if left behind
Great works go to dust
Their majesty lost to time
Years take their toll
Ruins stand as sentinels
Wondering of the past
A conunderum of images
Feeling faceless spectres
Realizing there'll be a day
Another's glimpses of existence
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