To turn the sight blue
Wheeling around the sky
Waiting for the day to end
Flasks of emotion
laden to the shelves
Surrounding the house
Waiting for the beams to bend
Capitol cities
Towers of might
Challenging heights
Waiting for foundation's rend
Whole-less completed
now full to the brim
Shining dull
Just waiting for the world to end.
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