.Listen closely when mountains speak
And skies turn gray like elders
Thera quakes to clear her slate
We will itch her skin no longer>
Our island spits in disgust, not enough ships for us
If only we had gills, we may have escaped
Thera will be felt still thousands of years fro.
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