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Glass Bottom
I am surrounded by smiles
smiles so wide
I find myself wondering
how the smiling faces
do not crack
allowing what is in
to seep out
we stand on a glass bottomed boat
looking down
and through
the underwater cosmos
I find myself wondering
if the glass were to crack
would we fall through
or would the water come
and find us
Thrush's Song: Project
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