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The End Of Prosperity

And Hell Followed With

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The air becomes unbreathable
As my flesh contorts with the flames.
This atrocity made in flesh
Once bore the face of a man.
Now in mockery of my former self,
My laughter fills the air,
The voracity of the wind
Silencing my last discernible voice

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