This frozen lake is alive.
It crackles.
It thumps.
It sighs.
Somewhere beneath the solid surface,
it breathes.
It flows.
It thrives.
Beneath
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This frozen lake is alive.
It crackles.
It thumps.
It sighs.
Somewhere beneath the solid surface,
it breathes.
It flows.
It thrives.
Skip to My Lou, My Dharma 