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Frozen Solid
A lifeless wasteland
With no escape
No sound
No single date
Frozen solid nightmares prayed
Bare bones pricked, cracked and blazed
Phantom birds wouldn’t chirp
Silent stupors waited still
For life to disappear
To break a dreamless state
To stop and freeze
To disappear
11/27/22
Pick-A-Title, Vol 33
Edward Ibeh
Copyright ©
Betsy Rodriguez
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