The Stepwise Palace - a FSVO sequence
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Figure D24 TERRA

Upward now, but not to scorching skies
Futures, by nature manifold, not one
An odour as of clay that bakes and dries
A room of rude ADOBE, where the sun
Filters thro’ torn curtains: here has run
A million years of mixture, which has made
All matter jumbled, entropick and dun:
As coloured doughs, when long have children played,
Revert to an unhealthy purple-brownish shade.