A hallucinating Sun
Set amid the ashen sky
A soul of hopes
Burnt to fuming dust
The slender caress of sunlight
Turned a white rage
Corses turned to sand
Screaming a silet pain
Screams of a million prayers
Ruined to gurgling mess
An oncoming death
Foreseen
No hope
No life, inside
Destiny here ends, subside
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