Fallen Empires

Ambient breeze 
Caressing dead erroded figures 
Gently hewn impressions jest knowingly 
Laughing madly now only pitied 
Quieted remaing stagnant 
Tired useless vessles °
Weathered xylography 
Yesterday's zeitgeist
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