Every block tells a story
of passing glory, of new beliefs;
a changing of the guard.
One pharaoh dies, another rises.
Fallen columns, buried statues
names replaced, faces changed,
plundered tombs, secret caches;
mark the passage of the times.
Carvings in the stone,
writing on the walls,
clues of life and afterlife
buried by desert sand.
Every block has a story,
Every column has a tale.
A legacy once written,
forgotten but not erased.
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