The boat bobs towards shore, the coastline of a city borne with chalk,
ruins romanticised, historicised, eternalised and more. Will they remember home? (You remember home.) The waters darker than night, you imagine the horrors of falling in, the terror of being forgotten. Closer and closer, Athens crawls into sight. (Oh, what has been seen you wish were unseen?) You see the cracks in the temple, fallen towers, the lights, it reminds you of the night-stealing bombings, of soldiers rushing by, preaching what they think is right. ‘You’
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