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To that shadowed city round
Come those that are sorrow bound
In their multitudes alas
Through a Terminus so vast
For a city grim enabling
Their eternal laboring
From the parapets looking down
Waves create circles that signify the triangles above
They finally seperate
From the left
From the right
She shoots up
Her white light
Indeed a sign from God
