Shades, drifting across the grey landscape of exclusion. the leaves utter curses, the wind accuses. countless miles rendered bleak by the long march toward perfection. red forest, uprooted. feather and fur scattered wild. from the tops of trees to the empty street, a tuneless dirge echoing. a eulogy on broken strings. to ash, to smoke, with every living thing. Samosely gather and weep.

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