On my volcano grows the Grass
On my volcano grows the Grass A meditative spot – An acre for a Bird to choose Would be the General thought – How red the Fire rocks below – How insecure the sod Did I disclose Would populate with awe my solitude.
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On my volcano grows the Grass A meditative spot – An acre for a Bird to choose Would be the General thought – How red the Fire rocks below – How insecure the sod Did I disclose Would populate with awe my solitude.
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