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The tallest tower for the eyes to see, The glory of which is hard to believe, Standing tall as a soulless ghoul, Visiting everyday to take the fall. Inside they seek to make us creak, Broken shadows rolling steak, Plunging untorn raking dimes, Invisible chimneys incinerating minds.
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Mar 12, 2019
Mar 12, 2019 at 2:13 AM UTC
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The tallest tower for the eyes to see, The glory of which is hard to believe, Standing tall as a soulless ghoul, Visiting everyday to take the fall. Inside they seek to make us creak, Broken shadows rolling steak, Plunging untorn raking dimes, Invisible chimneys incinerating minds.
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Mar 12, 2019
Mar 12, 2019 at 2:13 AM UTC
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