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Tears drop from an ashen gray face in the sky

A sparkling show of color

Reflecting, dancing, spinning toward the ground,

Pounding the earth in relentless sheets

 

Orange flares shoot up, hungry for everything, anything

Bright sparks fly, spreading it’s offspring of hunger

Boiling inside the core of the earth, pressure building

Then exploding toward the ash choked sky

 

Pure and fresh, it caresses the world

The wind blows with no mercy up here

It gives life and breath to everything on earth

As light as the sun, as clear as a drop of water

 

Green tendrils curl and shift, stretching towards the sun

Roots dug into the hard packed earth

Leaves are as tender as a child’s first breath

Doing anything to survive another day

 
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