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The grandscape of Ego
Across which spread the wrecks of empires
Armadas of ambition reduced to bone-bleached skeletons
Broken monuments to time-lost champions of honour
Faded half-remembered gods wander aimless paths

The echo of adulation moves through the air
Stirs the brittle dust of numberless seconds
Memory settles over all
The ever-filling grave
Of history