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zachary d street:

Volcanoes

I fear for my unborn children
escaping their mother's womb
Only to be delivered
into the devils

I can feel the coals of hell
crackling beneath
Our earth's shallow crust
burning stone
Seeping through our faults
creeping slowly over us

As our world burns
like sunset I see that
There is something to be learned
from volcanoes

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