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for Irving Layton and all those who aspire to be like him they talk in circles and speak of old days when a young man became the sorcerer's apprentice his magic spells powerfully seductive even to those not easily swayed and the whole world set to casting some aspiring to fill his shoes and though rocks sometimes moved only he awoke volcanoes now the spells are worn apprentice old they talk in circles and speak of new days the coming of another apprentice? some believing it cannot be true happy with their own small magic happy to make the boulders move unaware in the earth around them molten lava gurgles and pools © 1993 Chris
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