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As I traversed an antique land
There stood two legs amidst the sand
These vast and trunkless legs of stone
They spoke of wonders yet stood alone
“Behold these works wrought by my hand”
Such boldness of this ancient king
His praises that this placard sing
“Ozymandias, Ramses, Pharaoh
Behold my majesty, I tell you lo’”
I look around, there is nothing