ice does not bend.
it is hard,
until it is not.
this is a way of being.
hard,
and then flowing.
you cannot bend,
you who are made of ice.
and then you are gone,
soaked up
in the sand -
not more than a smudge.
it is hard,
until it is not.
this is a way of being.
hard,
and then flowing.
you cannot bend,
you who are made of ice.
and then you are gone,
soaked up
in the sand -
not more than a smudge.
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