Each sudden gust of light explains itself as flames, but neither they, nor even bombs redoubled on the hills tonight can quite include me in their fear.
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These places, and the ancient things you know, You won't know soon. I'm working on...
I've found a different way to scent the air: already it's a by-word for despair.
You see the names of places roundabout? They're mine now, and I've turned them inside...