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Like ancient text hewn into great stones,
and not unlike the archaeologists who study it,
i've torn apart and analyzed and sought,
prepared to find some esoteric meaning to it all,
only to conclude the thought,
that thought is the intended purpose.
To conclude that the many languages,
i bothered to learn and not use,
resulted in the building,
of my own Tower of Babel.

Oh, tear it down, Lord!

By southernblood

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