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I met a traveler from an antique land Who said: A vast Obelisk of stone Stands in the desert... near them, on the sand, Half sunk, a metal drum lies, whose thickness, And shape, and awe inspiring scale, Tell that its sculptor well the intent read to let survive within these lifeless things, The force which they had summoned; And on the pedestal these words appear: 'I am become death, the destroyer of worlds' Nothing beside remains. Round the decay Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare The glassified green sands stretch far away