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Frozen afternoon14:59 Jan 27 2011
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Ocean-coloured summer day,
where have you slipped away?
Icy clouds are tearing up the sky,
Trees are black and thick veins,
Crows flutter from the dim pines.
Wintery and frosty windows
Are hiding my face behind them,
Shivering from the warmth of a stove;
my tears running down my cheeks
are emiting summer-scent.
I lop on a thin icicle,
drip...drip...drip...
Then nothing...
Frozen silence and death-odour.
Ocean-coloured summer day,
will you come to me again?
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JustinV
15:36 Feb 07 2011
That's pretty amazing. All I can say.