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jasandford
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Posted: Mon Nov 17th, 2008 08:36 pm |
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Furthest north
North where ice sleeps in tombs of crystal
And flutes of somber silence
At that hour of moon and stars
When the polar ice cracks
And silence ends
Facing the shinning light
Of the North Star's freshly born tears
Tear drops from a sky of waving colors
Moving monument of earth
Cold mountain, shattering coat of white
Jagged edge of existence transformed
(c) jasandford 2008
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