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Ravings of a Rabid Werewolf - Poetry by Wolf - 45. Back against a wall
Dark columns soar skyward,
Blocking out the late evening sun.
Ash dances through the air;
An eerie summertime blizzard.
Fire Lightning flashes,
Illuminating the dark clouds.
An ominous warning,
Of the nightmare that approaches.
Fire burns to the north,
As more smoke billows to the south.
The eastern sky glows red,
And the ocean is at our back.
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