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Dry Ice
Drops in my heart, dry ice,
and it is boiling,
so cold but steaming,
as pretty as the dream.
Drops in my heart, dry ice
Evaporates into nothing,
but sensation's rising,
beautifully like the dream
My Dry Ice,
You are too cold and burning
but are too warm and loving,
What shall I do with you !!!?
Jan. 6, 1998
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