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I open my door to the icy cold, Look up at the moon to see it's no longer full. I start my walk and notice the ground glitters It's kind of funny, how black ice likes to shimmer It wasn't shimmering when I was drifting earlier Although the thrill and dodge made me shiver, Invisibility never caused me to quiver All it gifted me was loneliness and shelter Does the ice feel the same kind of chill As it wraps the world in a frozen thrill? Beneath its glimmer, secrets are concealed, A dance with shadows, as the moonlight spills.
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Nov 30, 2023
Nov 30, 2023 at 8:47 AM UTC
Black Ice
I open my door to the icy cold, Look up at the moon to see it's no longer full. I start my walk and notice the ground glitters It's kind of funny, how black ice likes to shimmer It wasn't shimmering when I was drifting earlier Although the thrill and dodge made me shiver, Invisibility never caused me to quiver All it gifted me was loneliness and shelter Does the ice feel the same kind of chill As it wraps the world in a frozen thrill? Beneath its glimmer, secrets are concealed, A dance with shadows, as the moonlight spills.
Jellyfish
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Nov 30, 2023
Nov 30, 2023 at 8:47 AM UTC
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