Puzzles: atom bomb

Now trouble’s alarm, ringing out dawn, spreads missiles

And people bask, disappearing holy shit, evaporated skies tho

Never found be lost, just tossed along the charade… away

Was it dance, or revival, or a witch hunt?

One day, my life exploded!

Outside, sound of monkeys, only, hooting…

Now comes time, g, to concentrate on your eyes


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