(un)titled vista

the whys and wheres blend into hows and whens

the bell tolls hollow across the vacant seas of indecencies

rampant fires roll across the lush lands of memories

the forgotten sights of forbidden beauties fall asunder

all that remains is the ashes of another broken vista

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