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Pyramids reaching for a starry constellation Years ago, another time period, another age Ruling emperors ordering cruel crucifixions And those guards whipping sun-burnt slaves Making them carry heavy stones and suffer Imagine stones some large as an automobile Dragged along by prisoners, known as slaves So I don't think I would like being a triangle
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Jan 4, 2018
Jan 4, 2018 at 10:58 PM UTC
I could never be a Triangle - Pyramids (acrostic)
Pyramids reaching for a starry constellation Years ago, another time period, another age Ruling emperors ordering cruel crucifixions And those guards whipping sun-burnt slaves Making them carry heavy stones and suffer Imagine stones some large as an automobile Dragged along by prisoners, known as slaves So I don't think I would like being a triangle
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Jan 4, 2018
Jan 4, 2018 at 10:58 PM UTC
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