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ice people

a colder stay
and wishful's eye
icesworld frozen
to die in the day
sicker the way
warmer to find
ready to search 
particles behind
watching behind me
nonthing to hide
cold or hot
not sensing thought
no frost to kill
some land or thirst
moving to planet's
all frozen in birth
made of cold things 
like solid cold hair
seeing is believing
if cold people are there
snow in the future
warm in the hair
ice wing's dancing
all the way there

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  1. Date: 4/12/2009 6:52:00 PM

    This is fascinating. Christ has risen.