Ice

I walk softly on the ice

not knowing what lies beneath

Will the dark water take me

if I lose my step?

The ice is cracking under my feet

Is there a hope to reach the shore

or will I get lost, blinded by the snow,

and lose my way?

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Still, I don’t have any other choice

than to keep walking forward

towards the snow-covered shore

I see in the distance

believing that the ice will hold

and my journey will be safe

even if it is a foolish thought

I have nothing else to hold on

as the ice is cracking

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