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Monday, December 17, 2012

Alea iacta est

Little thoughts, little emotions,
Immersed in silence, quivering, 
Probing into the unknown.

They stood waging a war,
But with no enemy in sight,
Victory was afar. 
 
Effervescent souls, 
Cast away in submission.
"Is it time?", she queried;
A moment passed, 
It was time after all. 

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