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The wind steps back, and takes a deep breath. Let's out a sigh Its work never ends. The wind steps back, and takes a deep breath. Let's out a sigh Its work never en...
Under the watchful eyes of the powerful helpless stars, It's magnificent arches crumbling to dust. Under the watchful eyes of the powerful helpless stars, It's magnificent arches...
I came up with this after visiting India and Pakistans border. I came up with this after visiting India and Pakistans border.
This is a poem commenting on humans affect on nature. This is a poem commenting on humans affect on nature.
Power corrupts, that is the idea this poem has been built around. Power corrupts, that is the idea this poem has been built around.
Memory is something that makes us human, it differentiates us from other mammals. It makes us unique... Memory is something that makes us human, it differentiates us from other mammals...