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Every city crumbles where it stand
and all its multiples waste as sand.
Some day all would be quiet ruins,
the tallest will be quiet sand dunes.
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Every city crumbles where it stand
and all its multiples waste as sand.
Some day all would be quiet ruins,
the tallest will be quiet sand dunes.
Where peace made good,
hate flares up tiny fumes.
Where a city once stood,
a war turned into ruins.