Oblivion

Deserted waste land
The ponds and streams are gas
No trees left
Only city building are up high
Skin and bones make up the streets
Smoke is now fresh air
And falling leaves are now ashes
Abandoned cars are burning
They light up the streets
I'm the only one walking
No family to call my own
But as I stumble over a body
To my surprise
I found hope in the oblivion
A little dandelion





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