Presence mounted by grains of sand,
Erosion wears away the land
As with each passing away,
Another tier falls to decay
Fractured force, turn takes course
Bound to fade, thrust abraise
Fault effect, nothing left
Broken down into dirt and dust
Remains immersed within the crust
Cinders now the only trace,
Of what once was a monolithic race
Fractured force, turn takes course
Bound to fade, thrust abraise
Fault effect, nothing left
Limit cause, near it draws
Buried past, the end at last
Presence mounted by grains of sand,
Erosion wears away the land
As with each passing away,
Another tier falls to decay
Fractured force, turn takes course
Bound to fade, thrust abraise
Fault effect, nothing left
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