On My Volcano Grows The Grass
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On my volcano grows the Grass
A meditative spot-
An acre for a Bird to choose
Would be the General thought-
How red the Fire rocks below-
How insecure the sod
Did I disclose
Would populate with awe my solitude.
Emily Dickinson
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