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May 2015
Ice
Ice is what people slip on,
Cars crash on,
And animals die on

Ice is what makes you be able to walk
on water

Ice is unforgiving,
Haunting you.

Ice is like a cold, sharp knife
piercing your heart

Ice is the last thing you see
when it is too thin

Ice is what is between life or death

You plunge
or,
you keep yourself upright
and let the ice hold you
This is a weird poem, but why not
Arabella
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Arabella  Connecticut
(Connecticut)   
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