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Drowning
Tread not the water of silence but
Float on stone still. Not a
ripple create along the icy lake
of commitment and disappointment
and the lonely ache.
Inattention carries us to the center
no raft or paddle or rescue.
Without sight of shore, we wait
while the water rises
And our breadth and fate become
choked by the drowning liquid -
silence and sadness.
Float on stone still. Not a
ripple create along the icy lake
of commitment and disappointment
and the lonely ache.
Inattention carries us to the center
no raft or paddle or rescue.
Without sight of shore, we wait
while the water rises
And our breadth and fate become
choked by the drowning liquid -
silence and sadness.
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