On past lapping shores of flaming lakes that
Make dance shadows of daemoniac horror in
Obscenity pure, without censure or twist, ulterior
Motives, all points plain and to be seen, darkly
Bright.
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Above ground, away from these lakes of fire,
Roiling clouds of sulphur boil from volcanoes,
Spewed forth aside from rain clouds, distinct
For their choking clamour and teargas effects
Deadly.
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In the midst of deathly pallors and odd dreams
The world of serenity lies as a pearl formed
Amid the swirl of solar storms, mad auroras
Dancing upon surfaces poised, micro world
Blinking.
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