The flowers have wilted,
The trees have died.
The quails have screamed,
While the coyote cried.
Night has come,
The moon is high,
Darkness says, Hello
While light says, Good-bye.
Gone forever, the Sun will be.
The land will crack,
The water will freeze.
Eternal silence is in its wake.
No sound will be heard,
No structure shall shake.
The land is dead,
All life is gone,
But the coyote cried
In hopes to see dawn.
The quails have screamed,
The wolves have howled,
Their efforts wont ever,
Bring back the sound.
The flowers have wilted,
The trees have died.
The quails have screamed,
While the coyote cried.













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