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An Undercurrent
Threatening at any time
To crush my burnt core
I can't see beneath
The waves-- the Catacombs have
Been flooded so long
I see me sinking
Burnt to ashes and then quenched
Too late-- my fading
Ashes mingle-- with
the soot as my feet land and
Reach the ground-- I'm back
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