The Ruin

The somber ruin draws her in

moss covered stone stands silent

memories hidden within

experiences lost

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As she walks history surrounds

fleeting images of past gone

imbue her mind

faces come and go

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As each step is taken

the path of the ancients is followed

footsteps are heard

footprints appear

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The further she walks

deep into the ruin

history becomes the present

her present the future

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Her memories drift away

new memories appear

memories from the past

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She is home

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