Day 1796, between. Daily picture, Poetry I saw through the ice a shape emerging ~ I don’t know if it was you that let me see or me ~ but we know it’s something between us and the ice Share this: Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Share on Mastodon (Opens in new window) Mastodon Share on Bluesky (Opens in new window) Bluesky Like Loading... Related
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