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a grassy abandoned field.
you are standing there
holding an orange gem.
the wind is moving the tall grass in ribbons.
i look at you - you are a ghost
made out of a thousand pounds of marble.
there are paths from where we stand
but they are littered with rusted heaps of buildings.
somewhere there's a fire,
because i smell smoke.
smoke of burning,
and then then the smell of hospitals.
everything narrows to a fine point.
there are no guides.