(Posting this here because it's nowhere else online without commentary, and because I quote it in
this story.)
Our hands shake as we try to construct you,
block on block.
But you, cathedral we dimly perceive-
who can bring you to completion?
What's Rome? It crumbled.
What is the world? We are destroying it
before your towers can taper into spires,
before
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