In the End - Poetry

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In my dreams, I see colliding stars
Explosions that ended worlds
Milky ways turned into black holes
Zodiac signs for the consolation of man's destructive traits

In my dreams, I saw the sun drip red with the tears of the sky
The rain no longer transparent but acidic and pale, burning skin and denting monuments
The wind felt like escaped air from the furnace of a thousand suns
I could smell the fear of the homeless children of war
I could taste the dust from the sediments of earthquakes and destruction from nature

In my dreams, the earth was riding herself of the virus called man
The only virus there is...

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