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Midsummers nights eve,
On the first day at dawn,
I
look around me,
Everything is gone.
Broken stone fingers
Reach for the sky,
I'm all
alone,
With my wandering eye.
The dark of earth,
The dark of sky,
The
afterglow
fools the eye.
Where did everything go?
Dark is so dark
You can feel it press down,
And
everywhere I look,
There's a glow all around.
People are hiding in caves,
Under rocks,
And continue
to survive
On nutrient blocks.
The aftermath,
Of yesteryear,
Has finally gone,
Leaving this here.
But man will never learn,
Where he has gone
wrong,
He'll do it again,
Before too long.
