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<h1>Ash Requiem</h1>In the crater fire lies,ashes fly like fireflies.In the distance, seekers cry—something here is wrong.The ashen soil bears no fruit,grassy tuft nor deeper roots.In discussion, point is moot:the birds here sing no song.'Pare for heat and dryest breeze—nothing left, not husk of trees,nor stump or lump, or deadest leaves.Ev'rything is gone.All of this from but a spark:kill the life, but kill the dark.Once a verdant forest park—whistling through the eaves.The wind blows hard without a break,dusty clouds, a big mistake.Nothing stops death in its wake;the soil waiting long…Long for life or more tomorrows—May or June or end to sorrows.Something soon, for time is borrowed—dead even the strong.All of this from just a need:warmth of body, simple greed.The act of war a king decreed—to ruin, I know, this act will lead.

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Where the Ruin Lies

The voice of the end

the after

the eulogy of the crumbling man for the world.

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The silence that remains

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The silence that remains

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cole thompson

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