The city buildings in the distance are holding up the sky, it seems.
We expect too much of new buildings, and too little of ourselves.
We built tall buildings, but we have not become any taller.
And exciting buildings are fine periodically.
I am a fading phantasmagoria. Time has left me in partial glory.
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