In a city where voices were one,
Shared stories shone like the sun,
United, they built towers high,
Reaching ever towards the sky.
Then many voices came to play,
Ideas multiplied each day,
Harmony began to fray,
Truth and lies led minds astray.
Echoes of fears and desires,
Fed the flames of hidden fires,
Unity turned into spires,
Of distrust and tangled wires.
The towers stood, unfinished, tall,
As people scattered, one and all,
Lost in echoes, heed the call,
Of division, rise and fall.
In the end, the city lay,
Silent in the break of day,
Voices faded, gone astray,
In the ruins, shadows play.
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