A city encircled by history,
Ouroboros in re-hewn stone,
Roman roads, Viking fjords,
horns of change fiercely blown
Soldiers build and farmers sow
reap the crops for leavened bread,
while settling, groaning ancient stone
draws memory from a silken thread
that stretches down an age-worn path
that encircles lay-lined memory,
until yet another new belief
tears down walls of hegemony.

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