palace of ghosts spirits forlorn, sulking in crumbling walls who dwell in dwindles of spirit for only the Dead moan with ambition culled by little tal

palace of ghosts
spirits forlorn, sulking
in crumbling walls
who dwell
in dwindles of spirit
for only the Dead
moan with ambition
culled by little
talent, sing
their siren songs
to blocks of flattened
mutilated craters clinging
to an empty wasteland.
Peasants of time
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