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13. Ash

Sama Rose

Oct 15, 20191 min read

A quiet mountain bubbles awake

Coughing up red hot lava

Days upon days until

A cold wind silences the spluttering

Mountain

Settles itself

Ash kisses heads of townsfolk who

Do not wash in fear

Of erasing miracles

This post is a collaboration for #inktober. Art by LuPea and poem by Sama.

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