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Shruti Atri Jul 2014
The skies collapse;
Heaven's bright light,
the angel light,
floods through the gap.
The gap,
the inbetween,
with eons of history,
of wars
and of bloodletting...


Can
this
ethereal
shine
save
us
?
Can anything save us?

— The End —