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Sheet metal city

by Rich Brewer

Ruin, destruction, fire and fear

Now I know why they ran from here

The wounded and the dying lay under ground

Undergrowth in abundance spreading all around

 

Fizzing and whirring through the air, it gets closer and closer to end your fear

 

Mounds that were cities, ash that were people melt into snow

The seasons are two, left tattered and strewn

In this apocolyptic sight...

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Friday 31st January 2025 3:41 pm

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