the child
In a museum
lies an ice cube
Inside the ice cube
lies a tiny child
On the child
only one arm grew out
On the arm
a perfect little hand
In the hand
the child clutches something lost
Maybe it was lost
to fit the child
into the ice cube
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Poetry by Lourdes
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Written on 2006-07-01 at 13:13
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