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A random Wednesday evening...

I am ice

Refreshing when thawed

Else I'll cut like a knife

Clean and nice

O Beware

Ye who draw near

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Maybe I too I'm a library without books

--- My mind is doing that thing again

Where it roams and roams with no where to go

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Like dance choreography

My feet learns its steps

So don't blame me when I run

I'm just dancing to life's tune

 
 
 

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