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Below the Surface

Atop the calm surface
no truth or indication
of all that is below
caused by great fermentation.

What ever is there hidden
can be seen in real time
eruptions spew to the crater
stench of death is now benign.

We should take heed of everything
below the surface boiling
the bubbles soon will rise
as serpent's scales uncoiling.

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