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The End

The devils crawled at the end of the journey,
when God and Satan quarried one last time.
The timidity of the humans left behind was palpable,
hidden behind their makeshift barricades made out of rusted materials.
The toothless devils laughed.
Money and health did not matter
in that muggy dent. Where laments did not suffice.
And where the coast of husked insects rusted away.