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By the Seas, Streams and Rivers

In a thick layer of soot
Surrounding this world of ice
The warmth of a hand on you
Evicting the turpitudes of this place

I Slip without the fall

Reaching the cold ground of this descent
Where the water isn't even blue anymore
My soul seems to ascend
So I'm the lotus, with this sore
Material result of perception
Unbeaten, this world of ice
Embracing this moment of deception
The infinite coldness of thy heart

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