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Domino Quake


The balloon burst showered wildfire unbound
Some cursed the wings of ultrasound
The worm that turned
Through the unconfirmed
Laughing past the masked gate

At the horse that bolted airfreight

As lesser mortals
Fought for shortfalls
In aisles of tissues and gel
Crawl back in their shell

Storm knocking at the door

While thousands flee from war
So duck down human firebreak
Home town domino quake
A hint of how it feels

When the shit gets real


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