DEAD NATION

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Light came through a crack in the wall,

That red sun slowly rose,

At the break of dawn they came, for us.

For a while we were safe and sound,

Came like thieves and robbed our town,

Of all the life, of everything we knew,

Living versus the dead.

Crimson irises, the army of the infected

They smelled our scent,

Sensed our fear,

They knew where we were! 

-UNKNOWN SURVIVOR

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