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Did you see her image
On the rockface, straining
Beneath the beach head?

Top layers soiled blown & burnt
Watching high rocks to rubble
Cold stones waved away

& an icy tunnel
Too high for travellers
Remains unknown still

Drag me out of this hail
By my fingernails, she cried.
We returned then by a rising
Sidepath, inverted.

The firestorm failed to
Consume as it once did
And will do again

Yet embers glow on

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