I yearn f̎̃or the͏͊ mag̺ma. T̴̀h́e sw̝͊ẻe̐t warmth̶̺̠ of the li̮qui̅d flo͂wing ͂ǫv̩er ͑m̖y ̴t̲en̹d̬r̤̃il̫s. I ̽̃swel̙̍l ä̝̤́n̽d͇̽ bur̖̉st̴ re̤lea̾s͇ing ̤̂a cloud̨ ̾of ̐sporès̭, each the b͆egi̔nning of ̃a new ̧life. ̘̺͌͑I͌ am c̴ontent.