World's got suffocation,
Overfed and overflown,
Empty and overthrown.
Swollen heart with sunken mind,
Skinny bobes wade around,
Thirsty and dried up minds.
Vacant looks with hollow brain.
Smell of burning pyre,
Cold and damp burial ground under deep dark shade.
Steps are potholes,
Tears saltless,
Rain dark.
Ashes whine away in hot wind.
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