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Washing over

The air so cold

In shock

You fall

The Portal is gone

No return

Land untouched

Left behind

Skeleton of the last

Eaten by earth

Stepping out of the trees

To gaze upon the world unseen

From the wooded land

Onward stride

Mountainous

I must ascend to the summit

Reaching the summit

To see a land you know

Familiar

Home

All known before

Yet to exist

Dead

Yet life will grow

Rising from below it comes