A Haiku on End Times America by LeChat

Eagles cry alone,

Silent streets, the sun sets low,

Echoes of a dream.

Cities stand in dust,

Whispers of a nation lost,

Shadows linger on.

Rivers run silent,

No more laughter in the breeze,

Nature reclaims all.

Stars fade in the night,

Echoes of a forgotten song,

Dreams turn to ashes.

Mountains weep alone,

Memories of a time now gone,

America fades.

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