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I know you.
You remind me of forts and castles,
Noisy yet still, stern yet emotions leap down your walls.
You remind me of how these masonries aesthetically hold themselves throughout the chaos of thunder and storm.
How thousands patter on your mild floor with grams of pearls and kilograms of rocks but you still balance your mass of significance.
How blotches, stains and criticisms get scripted on your marble but you still stand high yet grounded, tough yet soft.
How fingers walk through your edges and nooks to endorse in your beauty yet your beauty remains confined to you.
How you’ve kept your doors opened for the world yet you have so many passages still unknown,
still in dark.
How despite of all broils and wars, you keep your dignity safe and sound.
You remind me of forts and castles which the world counts under its Wonders.
See?
I know you.