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By greysky Date: 2001 May 30 Comment on this Work [[2001.05.30.04.53.30309]] |
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air looking clear as glass lake water till one so rude as to lob a chunk of stone through rippling now as life takes hold I thought till you slipped through drowning in the world of mine distorted in my reflection dying in my time caught within my arms lifeless without struggle so to air once more leave I you within the ripple where first I you found to live anew full without me |