Swinging hammers, chipping stone
hollow the boulder we stand upon
closer now we two approach
grown together, not fully grown
Carve the stone out from within
Platform construct paper thin
Above the cave, we overlook
act as if we stand upon solid rock
and upon this rock I shall build my temple
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Author:
CygnusBC (
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