Content to walk the world alone,
Years of solitude as past foretold.
--Thicker and thicker the ice did grow.
And then came a beauty with a delicate glow,
Melting the ice and ridding the snow;
Forcing a beat the blood began to flow,
Breathing in life,
Exhaling love.
-Jake R. Green 2-27-12 ( dedicated to: ___ )
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