MORNING AT THE FROZEN LAKE

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A blue lake in the frozen morning
like a shattered mirror
the moon lingering
leaving traces here

The wind's voice from the wilderness
whispers to the silent leaves
love that vanished between
the cracks of time
like footsteps
on a narrow path
leaving marks
on the damp ground

Memories seep
into the self
beneath this
endless sky
I see your shadow fall
in the cold quiet lake water
along with the fading morning dew

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