Ashes to ashes,
dust to dust,
swords to plowshares,
steel to rust.
Flames to embers,
youth to age,
wood to flotsam,
hate to rage.
Shards to splinters
rock to mud
silt to grit
and tears to blood.
Armor shatters,
torn asunder
drowned with sorrow
drawn down under.
low and piercing
the widow's scream
of forlorn hopes
and blemished dreams.
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