With the withered grass like the colour of wheat
Frail blooms collapsing like a warrior in defeat
The soil tossed and turned
I could see something buried and burned
Examining the place where it was at
I began uncovering the artifact
A charred wooden doll
With a worn engraving of the letter "A"
This doll has seen better days
I wonder how it found this place
I dug around
Seeing what could be found
Digging down
I found something more than I wish to see
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