White ice towers, slow dissolving Now fall. Below savage moon Iron cities soon to rust. Warned first by the gathering shadows They fled. From wide vapour deserts
They turned turned towards the sea. Pale worn the walking, pass Through concrete glades. Torn shadows, slashed silence, ahhh.
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