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Something in the ruins
Still glowed…

A silent figure

Stood in her hood

Swathed in her skirt

Sheltered vaguely from the rain by
The ruins…

The glass, fogged and yellow,
Remained in the windows.
Dust

Floating

Down…
Light can still illuminate the dust
Into those gently scorching fireflies

Falling

From
The ceiling of
The ruins…

The hooded girl
Seemed to rise
From the floor of…
Admired the beauty of…
Wondered who could destroy…
The ruins…





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