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When I look in the mirror, I see what not to be seen. Buildings so tall with cars so rapid, earthly beings overcome by such fetid. I see golden grains turn to dust, trees cut down for humans rush –gold was once it was, now rusty bronze with as shade of brass.525Please respect copyright.PENANACP0YLcq6Lp 8964 copyright protection521PENANAFr9kEEBNsr 維尼