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Fires of hatred,
Burnt and broken,
Left behind,
Only,
Ashes and smoke,
Then even that,
Is gone.
anger
'We are the daughters of men who warned us about the news, and the missing girls on milk cartons and the sharp edge of the world.
They begged us to be careful, to be safe, and then told our brothers to go out and play.'

— The End —