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5/15: Waters Deep

I stand
Alone
Under a
Brooding sky.
The mountains
Surround me.
The lake before me
Moves with caution.
The wind brings it to me.

I stand
Alone
The soft waves brush
Against the boulder
On which I stand.
It wraps around the boulder
A cold hug from
Waters deep.
Peaceful waters that belie
Its past.
Waters deep tell no tales.

~Amanda 

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