In the ground no longer seen
For but a stone the sun gleans on
With words and letters written upon
Some say names and dates I found
Not many claim much profound
Struggling to remain unwretched from overgrowth
Surviving storms and seasons both
Decades, centuries later, some may
Walk upon your ancient decay
A name unknown to most is seen
Tho in your day it meant everything.
--Diva
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