Drowning below endless sullen tears,
The weight of time buries nothing.
Memories of forced footsteps are still present,
Amplified by the echo of the years.
Never look back.
Time heals nothing.
Never look back to face the crushed harmony,
The intolerable profanation of beauty.
A world once so dear, a comforting homeland,
Now reduced to ashes and sad meanderings of sand
A soft and warm milky skin
Soaked in embarrassment and chagrin,
Disfigured by endless weeping,
And bitter lips bound by fright.

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