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May 2015
The lake is cold
It belonged to the Emperor.
It has turned into ice
Ducks walk on it.
People on the bridge above
Throw food down for them.
Skaters skate in circles
On the huge huge lake.

The sun sets
The lake glows
Like thousands of stars
All gold.
Written by
Jennifer Brown  Johannesburg
(Johannesburg)   
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