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Pyramids

The pyramids
We're hand crafted
To perfection
But at a cost for the builders

And when I look at you
I know each brick you're made of
Will reach perfection as well

It may take a few months
Or a few years
But even those great temples
We're made of blood, sweat,
And tears

If you don't struggle
How will you learn
If the world was easy
It would mean
Around nothing in history

One day you'll be done
Building yourself
And realize
You made a fortress
With royalty inside

It may take a few days
Or a few hours
But towers aren't built
That easily in history

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Cleo Tomi Ola

Hi Joseph, lovely lovely lines. Great write. Warm regards.

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Joseph MacKay

Thank you:) it for pretty much everyone including me. People can look at eachother and think, nobody's perfect, or they can think everybody's perfect in their own way.

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