Whispers of Stone

Whispers of stone, etched in the past's embrace, Emerge as shadows on history's broad face. Not all tales worthy of the pedestal's grace, Yet silenced whispers warn us of erasure's trace. Let monuments of mind replace those of old, Where wisdom's gleaned, not just the stories told. For in each figure a lesson, folded and bold, In learning, not in stone, our true heritage takes hold.

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