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I Came Across A Pillar I came across a pillar It was broad, but not as broad as our love It did not bridge the seas as our love does. It was an inanimate object Unable to move, not fresh But unused and different. It may have been a stone image But its stone would melt in her eyes. She could turn the horizon to dust And dust is much greater than mere stone. |