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Dec 2019
Stare into the void
The end is nothing but soil
The fertilizer has gone rampant
Wandering polydirectional

Burning soil
Ravaging crops
Grown to provide assistance
Over this void

The wreath is lost
But at what cost?
Perhaps
There is no cost?
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mhm  Rockets fall
(Rockets fall)   
99
   Fawn
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