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Blue-green across the surface of the lake
Shining, metallic gleam
Another toxic thing
A poison bloom
I could easily imagine any manner of disaster
Couldn’t you?
Always feeling tense
I await calamity
At times, I feel I can’t even trust the ground under my feet
Floating atop a mushroom cloud
Floating atop a mushroom cloud
Floating atop a mushroom cloud
Floating atop a mushroom cloud
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