Not the happiest thing I could’ve written, but it’s what I felt most strongly writing about and so… yeah.

Needs a lot of work to read well, but it’s another thing where I feel I get the point across.

I hope you enjoy.

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An age grew long
Its night drew close
We saw our work
And we were proud

We formed islands
We shaped terrain
We left a mark
Vast and long-lived

Once we were loud
Our shouts traveled far
What could still be heard
Fell on no ears

Our achievements stood spread
And some denied them
Though they were earned
And they were ours

When offered choice
We stayed on track
For we knew better
Than to listen

For one last time
We closed our eyes
Our night came
With one last dream

What we built
And what we grew
Lingered on
Through new days