A tale of two cities burns in the inferior,
As another meets its fate in hell.
/Dante would be proud/
Blood drips into a pool,
Rippling the echoes of time.
Pages after pages spin,
As adverted eyes block out the stars.
Ignorance is the new black,
And ashes smear across the sky,
From dawn to dusk and dusk to dawn:
Our wisdom is now all gone.
(Feb. 28th at 10:20am)
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