

3 minutes 29 secondsThree minutes, twenty-nine seconds after the sun sets in Hiroshima3 minutes 29 seconds
Broken wind, jagged in its howl whistles through pipes of bone, who is left to service the shattered streets and light the pyres, alleviate the silent pressure of a dusk too still for even air, dust speckled light swallowing an overturned cradle, rocking in mockery, body bobbing to and fro. A silent metronome keeping time with the heartbeats of the dead.
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