Shelter from dirt and cinders
Against polluted skies In cosmopolitan cities Where cars zip and whiz With no care of crashes Or harms done Soaring sanctuaries with minarets Composed from craggy crevices Centuries old subsisting In knowingness Of truth and light And all things brutal
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