Four corners implies a square.
A two-dimensional image,
Each occupied by a lost soul.
Every direction gifted an empty visage.
"But what about a pyramid?"
Three dimensions aren't enough.
While we four have our backs turned,
You'll undoubtedly spread guff.
I’m sorry, but I won’t follow your lead.
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