With every epitome of a moment
A minuscule eddy of a thought
Comes with the flicker of a movement
She feels safe nowhere but here
Surrounded
Warmth seeking her very core
Her round breasts just peaking the surface
Two icebergs to the monument of her life
The only bit brave enough to face the chills
Of the real world
Where her thoughts are her own
In the companion of her own soul
She finds peace.
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