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Alone they sat, counting the days.
To scared to move in so many ways.
Finding refuge, they thought they were fine.
Not knowing the truth to their shrine.
People were dying, humanity had fallen.
Leaving the world stale and rotten.
Losing hope, they grew bitter and grim.
Slowly it became apparent to them.
Sharing insanity, they were unaware.
Their Sanctuary had become a nightmare.
Hope was now anger, at a short cost.
It was time to admit they truly were all lost.
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