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Dec 2016
The walls are crumbling
Great pillars demolished
Once so strong now frail, unpolished
Onlookers shaken
Utterly agog

An infant cries, wails in pain
Frantically trying to rebuild his blocks
Still it crumbles, bit by bit
The dust burns his eyes
Yet still he tries

The infant stills amid the wreck
Knowing nothing will bring it back
The rocks are left, shards of pain
Left with the knowledge, it was all in vain.
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