Disease plagues the world.
Darkness engulfs,
The world as we know it is pulled into the skull.
The gloom thick fog looms in the air,
As fondness and joy soon disappear.
This earth seems so dim,
The walls are still unscaved.
I speak to the dust,
That too,
From which I came.

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