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Age and pain and decay and death

Tower unimpeachable above every moment

And what I give and do not give

disappear tracelessly

Stones dropped into an endless well

The wind stirs the trees

I hear the builders striking with their hammers

and see the ruins

and the emptiness within the ruins

Vast and meaningless

An infinity and eternity of emptiness

Meaninglessness and waste

Hollow nothing

A boundless black veil

Swallowing all dimensions

And I know

And we know

The wind stirs the trees

Sunlight creeps through the branches

A reflection caught in a stream.