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A l l i e M a r i n i B a t t s
Is a wave of magma,
as fiery red as her hair,
the mouth of it yawns and erupts like Vesuvius over Pompeii.
Rage, a rain of ash
coming down over peasant and nobleman alike.
It eats everything in its wake, leaving only the shells behind to bear witness.
Allie Marini Batts
Larry D. Thomas
Pat M. Kuras
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