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Monday, March 31, 2014

A Poem by a Very Talented Young Lady



Icicles,

Sparkle, frozen.

Falling, dashing, freezing.

Icicles are very cold.

Chilling, shining, dazzling.

Clear. Frigid.

Water.
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