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Apr 2016
I sit against
The rising sun
It's been 5 days
Since I've seen anyone

I lie in dust
In the remnants of man
In his shattered cities
Never to rise again

I wander the black roads
Cracked and bare
Searching for life
If it could be found anywhere

I gaze out
On a field of graves
Pondering the world
How it took and gave

I sit against
The setting sun
It's been five years
Since I've seen anyone
Hadrian Veska
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Hadrian Veska
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     Hadrian Veska, Brianne Rose, --- and ---
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