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Iced

January 10, 2008
By Anonymous

The breeze, the thrill, the rush,
Arms spread and grasping the cold sensation.
The smile is frozen
The eyes wide open
Eyes have transformed into gifts.
Mind is blank and free from distraction.
Not home, but welcomed
Iced with serenity.


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