What do you think about my poem?

[faro the architect]

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When I hear that ancient whisper, unheard
Which holds the pillars of Persepolis,
And roams in every griffin’s stony watch
That stands to guard this crumbling history
I feel to be amid the flaming death
That once a time cast down the glorious stance
To mark the footsteps of Darius’s being
With thorns that crown his silent afterlife
The whirling shadows at Apadana,
Announce the passage of countless dawns and dusks
Bowing before the solitude that came,
The heir to false joys and all its glowing pride
Whispering truth, your elegy outlasts
The headless pillars of Persepolis

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Faro the architect
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