But then again, everyone is taller than their mom
The towers above seem to have no end
Paths to heaven, if you believe
or paths to the universe if you don't
I see them as trees
Each with their roots and limbs and
beings that inhabit them
Ants that crawl around it and animals
that live in it
Something about these great towers is magical
They make me feel so insignificant yet
build me up, make me believe that there is something great
in this sad world.
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