| A writhing congregation wails at a drunk moon
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| As magma cascades beyond its threshold
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| Congealing forming mass
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| Serpentine, spiraling smoke
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| Shimmering in the darkness
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| Glowing in pulse
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| A cold blue planet which only speaks to its shores in tsunamis
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| And hurricanes from its core
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| Perceivable heavens anchored in sediment
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| Below the surface, beneath the roots of pines
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| Undulating for miles into the sky
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| Descending to the ground, seeping
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| Particles misting, gathering like mercury
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| A rumbling continent shudders, embalmed with lava
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| Eclipsing all light, a curtain of ash
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| The smell, so bitter like bones
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| No dawn to the night
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| The embers in air, gliding lightly like snow
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| Coagulating riverbeds, clogging their flow
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| Embalmed with lava, a planet boiling in waves of heat (Charcoal)
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| Eclipse of ash
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| Triggered by nature, a ticking time-bomb
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| Stewing, simmering, patient like a heart attack
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| Shaded from intrusive eyes
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| Trees boiled alive in the mud
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| Buried oil bubbling up
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| Ignited, explosives connect and multiply (Fire cleansing)
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| Vapors, leeches
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| Hissing, wheezes
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| Lifeforms dying, magma leakage
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| Hardened statues, shapeless graves
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| Mountains like granite, crumbled faith
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| (For some, an ending unclear) |