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Field Trip (Free verse) by wilco
Wide, spacious hallway.
Adequate lighting.
White tile and red carpet
Stretching forever.
The bones of monsters
Amongst columns of stars.
Forged by the gods
Taken by the heavens.
Paintings staring back.
Meticulously crafted.
Agingâ¦
But never getting old.
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