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The sequels of the fall

Left irreparable injuries

This is not a conclusion

But what I have perceived

Hope has never appeared

Yet grey covers

What’s left in here

While weeds grow from the concrete

Apathy is resignation

Of those who don’t want to be

Desolated winds blow

From the distance of the sea

Massive disjunction

Of colossal force

Met against two brothers

Fighting for the soil

Conceived to represent thoughts

Erected for the victory

A reminder

Of ephemerality

Both ceased to exist,

Trapped in anachronism

And memories

Empires shatter,

Characters are gone

Empires crumble,

But scars last forever.

Leaving behind

A host of traces

Decaying

And rusting away.