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Ozymandias

I met a traveller from an antique land Who said: “Two vast and trunkless legs of stone Stand in the desert….Near them, on the sand, Half sunk, a shattered visage lies, whose frown, And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold … Continue reading

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