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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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