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  "writing_bbcode_parsed": "<span style='word-wrap: break-word;'>Cleansing fire; enormous pyre<br /><br />they built and shore in days of yore.<br /><br />Fanned by hatred, a need unsated<br /><br />the count begins from ten to O...<br /><br />Man the stations, restore the beacons,<br /><br />now spread the word that may be heard:<br /><br />To your bunkers go.<br /><br />Dirt and stone are the only tools we<br /><br />can shape and sculpt and cast--<br /><br />dull blades digging out a sanctuary<br /><br />to stop the atom?s blast<br /><br />that we unleashed in folly!<br /><br />Our prison under grass<br /><br />shall endure, evermore securely<br /><br />till what?s above is dust...<br /><br />Fraying patience and hoarding rations<br /><br />when countless souls all profess their need.<br /><br />No use farming, the soil?s still dying<br /><br />its poison spread to the smallest seed.<br /><br />Raid and pillage, although the village<br /><br />shall burn away, at least we may<br /><br />yet live another day<br /><br />Dirt and stone are the spoils of victory;<br /><br />the fruit for which we bled<br /><br />in post-apocalyptic fancy<br /><br />where fools and serpents led.<br /><br />If not for this lone sturdy<br /><br />stout bunker overhead<br /><br />we?d be lost in the wake of hist?ry<br /><br />our hubris thus repaid.<br /><br />Leave a trace<br /><br />that others who may go<br /><br />questing and exploring<br /><br />soon may come to know<br /><br />how we came to ruin<br /><br />swallowed by the deep--<br /><br />mummified in bunkers<br /><br />for eternal sleep!<br /><br />Dirt and stone - such rewards await we<br /><br />who set the earth alight!<br /><br />Mere dirt; scoured by our glory,<br /><br />its creatures put to flight!<br /><br />Take heed, attend our story<br /><br />of that which once was bright<br /><br />but is now sullied by our victory<br /><br />and toppled from its height.<br /><br />Shambling horrors and creeping crawlers<br /><br />engage explorers upon the land.<br /><br />Barely audible clicks; formidable<br /><br />creatures clad in form of man.<br /><br />Crazed and terrible; inexorable<br /><br />once they spy an intruder nigh<br /><br />come whatever may<br /><br />Dirt and stone are the weapons that we<br /><br />shall seek to use in vain.<br /><br />Though blunt; wielded inexpertly,<br /><br />to crush and slice and maim.<br /><br />An end unto our story<br /><br />when clawed and snapped in twain<br /><br />by the horde; clickers who are surely<br /><br />all that will soon remain!<br /><br />Fuel is dwindling and food is following--<br /><br />Ours not to wonder why<br /><br />some are flourishing, others weakening--<br /><br />Ours just to do or die.<br /><br />We; once honourable, shun the principle--<br /><br />aid repay with a threat to slay;<br /><br />keep the hordes at bay!<br /><br />Dirt and stone in the future that we<br /><br />anticipate shall soon<br /><br />slay all; folk however doughty<br /><br />succumb before the gloom<br /><br />entrapped in lightless slurry--<br /><br />a claustrophobic womb<br /><br />here at last draw conclusion clearly:<br /><br />this bunker is our tomb.<br /><br />From a trace,<br /><br />stranger now you know<br /><br />how a People mighty<br /><br />came to wrack and woe--<br /><br />Take on board the lesson<br /><br />ere it be too late,<br /><br />be on guard or one day<br /><br />you could share our fate!<br /><br />Dirt and stone - humbly we beseech thee:<br /><br />bear witness to our plight--<br /><br />reborn in the ashes that we<br /><br />created from our spite<br /><br />to scratch and claw and scurry<br /><br />forsaken by the light<br /><br />we assumed would forevermore be<br /><br />inheritance and right.<br /><br />Dirt and stone - such rewards await we<br /><br />who set the earth alight!<br /><br />Mere dirt; scoured by our glory,<br /><br />its creatures put to flight!<br /><br />Take heed, attend our story<br /><br />of that which once was bright<br /><br />but is now sullied by our victory<br /><br />and toppled from its height.<br /><br /></span>",
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