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Jan 2018
Have you ever imagined
what it would be like
to walk with me
to the top of the volcano?
She asks and smiles.

When he looks at her
with burning desire
she quickly adds:
But it will not happen
because there are
no volcanoes
where we live.
Written by
Sonja G N Gallhofer  F
(F)   
220
   Angie Marcano
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