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Here lie the remnants. towers once tall and yearning, fires long since quenched their burning, now grow vines on what's left behind of the city. Nothing left to torment. the limit of human audacity to hide from the depravity in buildings high breaching the sky and nature's dignity.
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Mar 27, 2011
Mar 27, 2011 at 1:53 PM UTC
The Reclamation
Here lie the remnants. towers once tall and yearning, fires long since quenched their burning, now grow vines on what's left behind of the city. Nothing left to torment. the limit of human audacity to hide from the depravity in buildings high breaching the sky and nature's dignity.
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Mar 27, 2011
Mar 27, 2011 at 1:53 PM UTC
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