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Golden flecks danced on the lake,
Your eyes casting prisms unfeigned.
But even a Midas touch cannot mend,
Green leaf of youth could not be contained.

The rippling water looked so enticing,
Ice prisms reflecting on my skin.
I should have realized it was frozen, but you took my Hand and pulled me in.

Hope as shattered as the barren landscape,
Looking out at the shards I wondered
Why we find destruction so lovely.
Even a perfect Man not left undisturbed.

Through the ages we have ruined for pleasure,
Families, countries- broken.
It's in our nature to batter
What beauty we have been given.

Only one can heal the pain,
The glue to put this puzzle back together.
One day we'll see no pain,
The antidote washing away demise forever.

— The End —