Nomad

A great expanse of empty air
Beckons forth a ruined stare
A nomad strides across this land
Withered, glowing staff in hand

Wandering absently
Vines grow freely through the ruins
In the structures nothing moves
Who shunned his end as all did leave
The only one who did not grieve

Wandering absently
Look on oblivion



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Writer(s): Marven Lim
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