drifting closer pulling poles
All countries codes Are Up in smoke
Looming brute soon Culling whole Communities Fate unbeknownst
Awaiting The masses panic
the planet Passes
brandishes weapons
With callous slashes
Come crashing talons
crescendo and clapping
shatters pretenders to embers and ashes.
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