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It Is

It is a searing heat beyond compare

Passing breeze so unrelenting

Flame upon parched earth in despair

 

It is a wildfire spreading without bound

Scorching wind un-daunting

Feeds the flames that surround

The carnage truly haunting

 

It is a blast of furnace glowing white

Igniting the air uncontained

Blazes that destroy with might

The ruin complete, nothing gained

 

Karen Quinn 2005

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