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Sep 2012
Who shall now be,
the one to seethe for our peace.

Who shall now heed,
to the beings in the warmth of seas.

In the light of a dying star,
a winds whispering in the dark
of the monster from afar
stealing the spark
of Nanahuatzin
molten
in scorching
sacrifice.
Michael W Noland
Written by
Michael W Noland  Seattle
(Seattle)   
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