we found ourselves in the last place we’d looked | 1 |
which wasn’t far from here | 2 |
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and when the repercussions of time | 3 |
caught on our tail | 4 |
we fled like ants | 5 |
stumbling back to the colony | 6 |
oblivious and ostracized | 7 |
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or so we thought | 8 |
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but as we crawled out of the hive | 9 |
scrabbling, grunting, clawing | 10 |
heaving ourselves onto the desolate, emaciated landscape | 11 |
it was not our foes who stood as gods before us | 12 |
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only silence | 13 |
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an awful, deafening silence | 14 |