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Tuesday
02Feb2010

Icy Morn

Icy morn dies under scornful sun.
Frost is fried alive.
Snow creeps into the shadows.
Ice drowns in itself.

But when the sober moon chases the sun
from the sky and returns to his height,
the frost resurrects,
the snow slinks back,
and the ice revives once more.

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