Abyss

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Cold creek water

Valley of green mountains

Rocks shine

Admit reflection

This recollection of my spirit

Life thrives henceforth

Though one can never

Put forth

This thread to the moon

Newly opened out

On to water

Esteem edge

Water chilled

Seeps to the bone

Abyss below

Take me away

Midst of such sorrows.

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