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Description of a Building
The building stands silent now imprinted with the shadows of that growing old. Knarled trees claw at the grimly gray sky. The grass is long and still. The rythum of the rest of the world is imprisioned beyond the rusty swerves of one crookered gate. Paint speckles line the grass like some wasting disease. The asphlat is cols and has long lacked warmth. The window panes look upon the world in stoney silence.
