The Birth

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She soars high

in the copper sky

with stellar wings of silver,

looming over the earth.

Her ghastly womb rattles,

and her piercing screeches resonate

as she slowly dives,

giving birth to her Little Boy,

swaddled in grey mushroom clouds.

 

And his cry echoed through time and flesh

as the city burned to feed his fire.






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