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The Last Breath

The sound was deafening 
The ringing menacing 

The light was blinding
But also spellbinding

The smell was horrible
Not at all ignorable

The taste was amiss
Making my tongue hiss

The bomb breathed its last
Leaving nothing but glass

The war was then finished
Half the country diminished

But those who were left
Felt more than blessed

Death had finished his curse 
Knowing he couldn’t do worse 

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