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An ice floe made of gathered up snow that fell over thousands of years: The snow’s source water had achingly grown from billions of sweat drops and tears But now the floe turns and starts to flow in rivers of thawed out heart-ice and emotions once caged start to angrily glow — An avalanche loosed from its vice The glacier crashes, a tectonic shift as mountains of blue-white burst the dam: The inland is transformed by dramatic drift — Who will find new order in the break of the jam
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Oct 14, 2024
Oct 14, 2024 at 10:05 AM UTC
The warming
An ice floe made of gathered up snow that fell over thousands of years: The snow’s source water had achingly grown from billions of sweat drops and tears But now the floe turns and starts to flow in rivers of thawed out heart-ice and emotions once caged start to angrily glow — An avalanche loosed from its vice The glacier crashes, a tectonic shift as mountains of blue-white burst the dam: The inland is transformed by dramatic drift — Who will find new order in the break of the jam
A metaphor for both global warming and the kind of reactions psychotherapy can provoke.
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53/M/Potsdam, Germany
Oct 14, 2024
Oct 14, 2024 at 10:05 AM UTC
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