When beauty lies in pure sculptures,
Yet its torn away from its people,
And alone it stands with no feeling left,
And yet so stunning you stand so mesmerized,
Stunned as if a force of nature has stung you,
Then you know you are in Prague.
Yet its torn away from its people,
And alone it stands with no feeling left,
And yet so stunning you stand so mesmerized,
Stunned as if a force of nature has stung you,
Then you know you are in Prague.
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