The towers fell and the rebels yelled "Death to Godless America" I was proud that I was allowed to have no god at all. In unity choir, congress rose to bow to foes and show they choose to go with god, and I was betrayed .
landscape decays sliding away down the cliff side we watch our neighbors slip tragically caught in the turgid collapse while a rumbling requiem drowns screams and gasps ghostly mimes out of our reach, each alone at the last
later, crows will pick apart antique skeleton of lost geisha with needled beaks
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