Remember, oh do remember that 25th of December...
We hugged tight despite our petty squabbles, remember?
Remember, oh do remember that 25th of December?
When countless laid down to die / became bright embers
Do! Remember that 25th of December...
Remember, oh do remember that 25th of December...
So few left of us, together; upon bruised-knees, a day to remember!
Do! Remember that 25th of December...
An angry atomic mushroom—ash and fire, paying us our amends!
Remember the forests of bodies—where the screaming never ends.
" 'Memba!' " an old hoarse voice croaked but making the word sound high at the end, announced with her own apocalyptic slang.
"Sit and listen for so few of us remain. Damn the gods!. Huddle closer for it is one of quiet nights, where Mr. Chill shakes the walls, bangs—doors." "'Memba!' "
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