Silos
Twin towers on a snow-covered mountainside,
weathered and bruised by age.
Skeletons.
Sacrificed by merciless breath,
veterans of war.
Once providers that fed hungry mouths,
now empty and depleted.
Abandoned.
Gray and faded by years of trauma,
they erode like elderly pieces of used history.
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