prospect
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What am I?
I am a Ruin,
Crumbled by yesterday's wear,
Fortified by tomorrow's prospect,
I am more than the rubble,
I am a shelter,
I house those who enter with solidity and warmth,
Never fail to notice your intuition
Enduring life
When it becomes chaotic
Compelled to make rapid decisions
My mind is gifted
