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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.788Please respect copyright.PENANAsFUga1TWsB 8964 copyright protection784PENANA7IfPQZQZYq 維尼