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Jul 2016
Ice
He had the power
To send me spiralling
Back to white powder.
Or keep me steady
With the anchors of his words.
Either way,
I was done for.
Jen Grimes
Written by
Jen Grimes  Burlington, Vermont
(Burlington, Vermont)   
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