There are things we speak of, while we stroll
along the ridge, in summer sun
The mundane things, a chore, a task
ignoring what is stone and ash
or how it came to be,... to grasp
this place, we've named "Serenity"
The magnitude that lived within
had once emerged, a debutante
It pushed its way up through the core
with first, a thrust,...
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