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Oct 2023
The freezing cold artic air warmed, slightly
and the sun never set
A crack appeared and ran and ran
slowly the ice mountains fell into the sea
We watched from our balconies
letting the magnitude washed over us
They gently floated south disappearing from sight
Until we were no more
Terence James Potter
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Terence James Potter  69/M/Wales
(69/M/Wales)   
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