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Icicles
Icicles hang from the gutter,
Melting drops, fall bleeding into
The mess already on the ground.
Sad, that your beauty dies slowly.
Contributing to the ugliness,
Of slush on the ground.
Icicles hang from the gutter,
Melting drops, fall bleeding into
The mess already on the ground.
Sad, that your beauty dies slowly.
Contributing to the ugliness,
Of slush on the ground.
Wow, that is powerful! And very moving!
Starward