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Feb 2024
You are vultures at the corpse of your God
The choir swells, wails, their song drowned
by your splinters of rapture in the night...
When you stand atop rubble and lingering flame
who will remain to laud your victory?
#war #violence
Ash
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Ash  18/Genderqueer
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