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Poetry

Everything Falls

The Great Roman Empire

The Ottomans too

They screwed up this world

Through a crusade or two

King Louis the Seventh

Henry the Second

Bright as new buttons

Sit rotting in heaven

Legacies last

If we honour the past

But everything falls

And the fat lady laughs

Notre Dame

Notre Dame!

I see you collapse

Notre Dame

Notre Dame!

A wish you were here

Postcard from the past.

Poetry