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dry as a beggar's over-parched throat as an over-burnt piece of blackened rye-toast as the golden sand in Sahara roast was the air o' the day of the black death-note as the air crackled with the laughter of death and claimed the millions as it left bereft daughters of the earth their heart a-cleft from the breath of the devil with the head of Macbeth Houses, untenable, ditched searing memories, Turned sarcophagi from life and its treasuries Scorched skeletons of sagas and histories, Of family feuds, celebrations and victories, Of open secrets and whispered mysteries, Years of toil blest by gold sunbeams, The laughter of babes and the giggle of teens, Now fractured windows and ash blackened beams, Skeletal remains of life and its dreams.
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Jan 10, 2025
Jan 10, 2025 at 4:28 AM UTC
The Fires of LA
dry as a beggar's over-parched throat as an over-burnt piece of blackened rye-toast as the golden sand in Sahara roast was the air o' the day of the black death-note as the air crackled with the laughter of death and claimed the millions as it left bereft daughters of the earth their heart a-cleft from the breath of the devil with the head of Macbeth Houses, untenable, ditched searing memories, Turned sarcophagi from life and its treasuries Scorched skeletons of sagas and histories, Of family feuds, celebrations and victories, Of open secrets and whispered mysteries, Years of toil blest by gold sunbeams, The laughter of babes and the giggle of teens, Now fractured windows and ash blackened beams, Skeletal remains of life and its dreams.
BLT Word of the Day Challenge #untenable
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Jan 10, 2025
Jan 10, 2025 at 4:28 AM UTC
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