The Colossal Ruin
The Colossal Ruin
The patina of her tunic is torn—
a copper-bright crack of lightning
whose thunder is too late a warning,
a rendition that decent men should mourn.
She drops her Eternal torch, freedom’s
beacon, her . . .
. . . . . . .
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