Volt
In
Tears of
amer
Ica gods
great town
Once a
gleaming space
Of ice and
rain now
Seen as meat
And Mur
rain with
caustic pull
of Vol
ition the
Land speaks
In trails
To and from
Lumps
of dirt
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