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Poison lily pond

Venomous groves

Coffins floating

Withered trees like claws

Quicksand mud

Waist deep in bodies

Howling breeze

Lacerating pale skin

Swarms of bugs

The sound of pestilence

Ancient algae

Desolate and infested

Sun through fog

Life barely has chance here

Down beneath

There is something hidden

Prehistoric

Water like a mirror

The sky has no colour

Surrounded by death

And watchful eyes

Beneath the surface

Lies dormant

Never spoken of

Unreachable