Abysmal landscapes of suffering approach the edges of our vision and lie just beyond perception.
Beneath still water seething currents flow through the valley of despair.
Condemned prisoners of malediction crumble into black fetid soil.
Upon each a face a solemn look to mask the agony of dying.
Pupils dilate in the blank stare of glassy eyes while cold lips twitch on slackened jaw.
Unspoken words dissipate in the stagnant air of cavernous throats.
Unclaimed thoughts forever drift on the breath of life’s last exhale.
A single moment of clarity pierces the veil of illusion as all tumble into deaths embrace.
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