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The world falls apart into facts

This eternal machine for producing, crushing, swallowing up

A cemetery aimlessly revolving in space

Rot repeating itself

Where are those who were before us?

Driven along aimless desert paths

Abandoned to a wilderness of the unbearable

Lost in the uselessness of pain

See the emptiness within the ruins

The sky teeming with worms

Turn from the good back to the true

Bereft of denial’s dissociation

No return

Wings spread at the falling of the dusk