Beauty drips from those monuments
Stone weathered and cracked
Only the rains caress their formsThey stand now forgotten
In a place I've been before
A place to which I cannot return

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Poetics and Musings
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Statuesque Serenity
Beauty drips from those monuments
Stone weathered and cracked
Only the rains caress their formsThey stand now forgotten
In a place I've been before
A place to which I cannot return