The last dance of regret

Deep was the voice that rumbled

with the silver-gray sheet

that swathed the skies in an instant.

The words, an abrupt chill

that sunk into every essence within its reach.

Shoulders drooped with the tail of every creature

as the meaning absorbed into their soul,

and regrets danced their last dance

on empty, deserted stages,

unworthy of thought and awareness...

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