POEM 71: A Spell To The Igneous Rock

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I love how the igneous rock was formed.
A rock who was born out of a fiery volcano.
Packed with a lingering smog and a mysterious ashes.

Just like a rock, I can never be shaken nor melt easily.

Until A spell was casted.
A spell that will probably make an igneous rock to be soft like a marshmallow...

Each day, I woke up... a part of an igneous rock is vanishing.

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