The heat ascends as if from the very ground
shrouding, winding, leaving tendrils
of wet warmth
to smother and engulf
threatening
molten lava seeking to inhabit
even the depths of my mind.
shrouding, winding, leaving tendrils
of wet warmth
to smother and engulf
threatening
molten lava seeking to inhabit
even the depths of my mind.
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