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Out amongst the Desert sand’s ‘are those most marvellous of buildings ‘to be built by hands. The Ancient kings would claim that they and their crew ‘had assembled them all ‘But that just isn’t true . After wondering around and looking for a home ‘the Desert folk just found them and claimed as their own . Someone defiled the Sphinx and changed its head ‘ that noble tribute of Leo’s constellation ‘was now quite dead . As the years passed by ‘ those original builders now long forgotten ‘History became wrong with its foundations all rotten. What of our past and where did we go ? how come once so clever then suddenly so slow ? Oh ! for a worm hole to travel back to that past ‘and so answer those questions That I’ve always asked .

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Date: 4/3/2020 1:28:00 PM
Hi~ I had thought I was an Egptian in a previous life. Gee, that was so long ago. I still have the sterling Onk I once wore. I used to have a site on Egytian history. Enjoy your creativity Panagiota xx
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Simon King
Date: 4/3/2020 1:33:00 PM
Thank you
Date: 4/2/2020 4:40:00 AM
I've been to see the pYramids... I must admit o found them not so interesting.... The history is a lot more fascinating.... Great poem.
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Date: 4/2/2020 4:53:00 AM
Thanks silent one

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