Poetry

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From their birthright
Destinies are forged in stone
As the ground spews forth dusty remains of Sweatless toil

Todays monuments are tomorrows relics
Highways and capillaries
No beginning
No end
Civilizations fall
trampled
forgotten

Girding foundations for new generations

Single mindedness corporately collected
into the power of all
Forging a future that never arrives

A call to arms and none retreat
No surrender, no death, only victory
Burning ships smolder on the shore
The vigils admiration lies in the Sleep of eternity

Savage innocence
Hierarcheys perfection
Toil
anonimity
obscurity
selflessness
purpose

Ants

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