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Apr 1
Every beautiful surface has a terrible depth. - unknown


The mysterious formation
of pristine turquoise glaciers
in my heart.
Are the monuments of all
my cold goodbyes.
The terrible ache of the chaos of life,
broke off an island of ice
seeking the why.
The tip of the iceberg is
frozen shards of what's left behind.
Sinking voyaging thoughts
from the dark depths of my mind.

Standing there is a beautiful man
who says take my hand.
I will forever be your land.
Debbie
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Debbie  F
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   Jimmy silker
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