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Forgotten Town

Blood swallowed sands,
Of a ghostly town.
Harsh winds swept day,
To night and the sky,
Burnt orange and red.
And the winds did still.

Below the sand shook,
Visions trapped in grain,
Memories rough to the touch.
Missionaries dance on,
Through empty frames,
Where doors once stood.

Above the ceiling
A lady of sadness,
Tears for the men.
Out panels she gazes,
Glass panes shattered,
In line of sight,

And fire, but yet,
Forgotten town looks on.


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