Riding Down Old Torch

February 22, 2012
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Gracefully, gliding across the milky surface-
parting the crystal water.
Peering down into the sandy depths,
yet staying safe inside.

The giant beasts emerged-
as we intruded into their home.
Their gaping mouths and open claws,
warmly welcomed us in.

Carefully slithering-
avoiding their grasp,
we slowly meander away.
We leave them in their watery grave-
today, tomorrow, to stay.

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