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On server 5, crows darken the sky.
The fields lie fallow; the crops just die.
On server 5, locusts swarm the land.
Disease far and wide; food turns to sand.
On server 5, the future is bleak.
A foul pestilence afflicts the weak.
On server 5, wild dogs roam the street.
All humanity is in retreat.
On server 5, no hope is alive.
Last edited by Dawnseeker; 03-05-2010 at 07:27 PM.
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