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flow of corruption
Alabaster towers rise to the azure sky,
breaking the clouds above a sprawling cityscape,
carved statues line the streets of no escape,
drawing you in no matter how hard you try.
Every day becoming a little sparser,
for this civilization has lost its grandeur.
Gasping for a breath of inspiration,
hell has met the entire ancient nation.
Ill-formed decisions bro...
Sunday 6th June 2021 8:40 pm
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