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Ode To the Temple

An ode to the temple..... As the water flows down here with a cool gurgling sound, the temple stands majestic , holding its ground. silent spectators of yore, the ancient trees, all the birds and even the bees, Art in the rocks, and art in the stones, did they endure,without a groan, the temple here , is a land mark they say, sometimes take the unbeaten path,spare a while, to come this way...............

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