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Thursday, 20 February 2025

Foretold.

For when all that's been said, of hunger fed on lead
when all that's been done is done 
and the missile hits, can I steal one more kiss
before all we have is fists of anger persist 
beyond radioactive mists of one last denied wish
a backdrop of fallen stars of bars set far
can we evaporate together far beyond forever
back to when pain was but like rain
before it's play like reign was named as a consistent day
can this second everlast the blast of what was never asked
of a question that lingers between our entwined fingers.

Where just where, for we were always there
here together, in a room beyond air.