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Aug 2014
She looked like a frozen lake.
One seemed to think that the cold ice is all there is to her.
Hard.
Rough.
Impenetrable.
Anyone coming near her would might as well die of hypothermia.
No one saw the depth there was.
The warmth below the frozen ice.
The life inside the lifeless.
Sarah Jameel
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Sarah Jameel  24/F/India
(24/F/India)   
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