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Thin Ice

I step on solid ice.


Looking down,
I see a white line.

I step forward more.
That's all I have left to do.

More white lines,
seeming to be in a pattern.
More ear-splinting 'cracks'!

The ice I walk on is slowly
falling beneath my feet..

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