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  Thin Ice Sun shines Air warms So, the ice begins to weaken Pieces break off, spots grow thinner Be careful not to fall in This poem is a...

  I Take My Time I take my time. I make my way. Stop atop a sun-warmed rock. I stay in touch with what's around. Birds, fish, humans...

Beaming The light leaves the shelter of its house and sweeps the sea, scans the surface, shines on the essentials. The roc...