...like antennas to heaven
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every time im reminded the earthmovers were like antennas to heaven i weep.
they were so large, that they reached the heavens. they were the death without life. they did the one thing they knew to do. even in endless death, life continued apon their backs. cities apon cities apon giant machines of war. walking earths, to escape the desolate land below. all they were taught was death. and in true final moments, they felt fear. the machine approaching. its final moments.. one, slow peace now replaced with FEAR. earthmovers, how i shall cherish you forever.





























