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KrakatoaPhil Crippento Edvard Munch was there, was not filling the top a bottomless pit time a weightless pocket the physical sense of invisible pressure a uniform touch smothering taste sight, smell sound this one took the others by force ![]() Phil Crippen Read Bio Author Discusses Poems |
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