A blooming volcano
Like a flower of Decima
All of its pain
Leaking out into Gaea
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The end is a hardening
Formation of new ground
Fertility in question
Until the next round
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A retreat into slumber
Caution before waking
A beast beneath the surface
Causing a brand new quaking
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Without knowledge and care
And reason unknown
Volatility ignites a flare
Leaving it angry and alone
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