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http://www.creativeexiles.com/wp-content/uploads/japan-atrocity-mass-grave.jpg900600Attrition. Abject silence was the tormenting anxiety, as stillness ripples its way through the ravaged square. A cold morning horizon haunts the sullied earth, And between heaven and hell we fight for stairs. In the void the rumble of panzer monoliths, Their churn of hardened steel quells the injured loam.