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Forlorn the wilds
And severed the bonds
A culture of fear
Where chaos is shunned

Forsaken the roots
And buried the past
A world of order
Where beauty is obsolete

The sky weeps, grieving
At the loss
The tears touching the concrete

Blood pours unending
From every vein
To feed the structure of desolace

The grace is fading
From this world
Dried up, wilted and buried

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