Sunday, April 12, 2020

Melting Without Freezing

The ice
Of the glaciers of the Poles
That may be centuries of years old
And runs along for miles and miles
With the occasional crevice
And the irregular rise and fall
Is slowly melting without freezing

The world is melting
Farewell to it
(Farewell, pale blue dot, farewell)

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