Same Lie Too
Children still liked to wander around Resurrecting the past and making ground Where historians could not. The steel skeletons which the sun and rain Skinned alive, which seemed to groan in pain When the wind whistled through them Like rheumatism, were from ages long forgot. People, it was said, would slave away Manufacturing the knowledge of the day…
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