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MamaLama95

Dramatic Poetry

  • Ice

    She sculpts the ice. Everyday a bell calls and she walks. Slowly breaks away; Slowly chips the slate; Slowly sends fragments of frozen water flying. As time passes, ...

    • Poetry
    • Dramatic
    2 min read


Veni, vidi, scripsi ~ I came, I saw, I wrote
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