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Dec 2013
I ventured to the Ocean’s source,
The crystal-crossing gently waved me through.
I was enticed, yet further, by a native force,
Until my skin had shed it’s rosy hue.

I travelled deeper into this icy state,
Whilst the border guards erased all trace of me,
I lost sight of the crystal-crossing gate,
And continued towards eternity.
Matt Hollinshead
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Matt Hollinshead  Dorset
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