There lies those pretty blue flowers
And those orange flowers
in the back
Is there something in their
I think
I see something
A light which
is getting closer what is this light
A creature?
A monster?
A human
Our Last breathe of oxygen
The rumors buzz
As the light comes closer
we become weaker
And that day
The light came,
to take us all
I am not alive
The light's name is fall
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