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Isn't Life....

Cold.

Crouching on the pebbly shore .

I paused, and saw an old man,

Staring back at me.

And in reaching out,

I cleaved.....

His shimmering image.

Drinking deep, of crystal water.

I drained,my liquid soul.

And it tasted sweet !

and a wee bit,

Strange....

Giajl © Jim Love