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Chapter 1 |
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| Great White In the great cities People are simply gone though their shadows remain dark against brick, against stone, against steel. Further out Survivors emerge from the rubble Blindly feeling their way Through a shattered landscape The fortunate regain their sight The truly lucky die quickly As black rain falls gently Before infected burns, Before septicemia, Before fibrosis in their lungs. They flee who can Ghosts without direction Seeking shelter and safety In a world gone mad. |
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