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Stalactites of thought
grow brittle
in reality's heat
Ice age creatures asleep
in my bearskin brain
The frozen wastes of wish
start to thawing
Love's sunshine
glows forgotten warmth
in my wasteland heart
Avalanches of pain
soon become
Slopes of hope
showing tomorrow's run
for dreamers of next time
Swelling rivers rise
flood me gently
I float on the tide
to your sweet delta
on a snowflake's prayer
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