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The Iceberg
Adrift on an iceberg
Just big enough for one.
How did I get here?
Chipped away, layer by layer
Carving my boundaries
Creating a chasm
Until finally breaking
Away from the mass altogether.
Floating aimlessly
Upon the cold water
Wistfully dreaming of solid ground.
Occasionally awakened
By the sickening grind of landfall
But I can’t reach the shore
Without getting wet.
So I remain on my icy refuge
And float away
With the tide.
But it’s melting
Getting smaller
Every day
I am sinking
With no land in sight.
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