A pall of gloom had descended,
Some even said,life had ended.
Nature, always immensely beautiful,
Seemed at once furious and vengeful.
Nothing worked, nor pills nor antibiotics.
Human lives, for once, mere statistics.
Relations, no matter how close, held at bay,
There seemed to be, just no other way.
Human warfare or a mutant gene,
Damage unprecedented and unseen.
No one knows what the future...
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