A still Volcano Life
A still Volcano Life
That flickered in the night
When it was dark enough to do
Without erasing sight
A quiet Earthquake Style
Too subtle to suspect
By natures this side Naples
The North cannot detect
The Solemn Torrid Symbol
The lips that never lie
Whose hissing Corals part and shut
And Cities ooze away
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