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Where Once Through Taylors' Halls

Where once through Taylors' halls

The sound of mighty weavers

Filled the air with Southern snow

Empty spaces now prevail

A wandering soul

A harbinger of better times

Exploring opportunities

To bring these vaults to life again

Gleaming floors lie in waiting

For new creators

To transform the past

Capturing the present

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