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Click hereTHE sea was black
The ice
Like spun candy
Out raw, exposed.
I relished in the
Bitter cold
WHich clipped my soul.
I looked into
Such an ominous sky
That both took my breath
Away
And froze the image
For me,
Forever, Permanant
With such a possessive
Grab.
I remember how it
Was to feel
I remember how the
The bite of a wind
Whips across your face
And brings
Every and all senses
Back to
The uncluttered state
Called
This start............my life
Cursed or blessed
As an artist
Never to barter, never to trade
Never questioned an unexplained note
Expected kindness or hot meal.
Softer souls, not wanting only
Trying,
Searching to understand
To give...........................
Never a trade,
Not to be sold
But I am glad
My choice, continually fighting
But never
Letting my
Inner
Cchild go!