Thursday, September 6, 2012

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By Moshe Ibn Ezra

Ivory palaces built on earth
     and mansions lined with galleries
with marble columns on inlaid floors
     in spacious halls that filled with parties:
in a flash I saw them all as rubble
     and weathered ruins without a soul.

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