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Remind me that the most fertile lands were built by the fires of volcanoes.

Andrea Gibson

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Andrea Gibson
Age: 49
Born: 1975
Born: August 13
Poet
Calais
Maine
Andrew Gibson
Volcanoes
Fires
Fertile
Lands
Remind
Built
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