Hour 19: Mossing Over

From underneath cracked concrete slabs

A young shoot stabs

Peeking in sight

Seeking sunlight

 

Breaking through the rusty red bricks

A sapling sticks

Mossy carpets

On parapets

 

Crawling over broken ruin

Vines regrew in

The city burned

The green returned

The End

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