It’s
wonderful
Everything, so white.
The river has frozen over
Not a soul on the ice,
Only me, skating fast.
I’m speeding past trees leaving
Little lines in the ice,
Cutting out little lines,
In the ice, splitting, splitting sound,
Silver heels spitting, spitting snow
There’s something moving under
Under the ice,
Moving under ice - through water
Trying to get out of the cold water
“It’s me”
Something, someone - help them
“It’s me”.
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