-Breaking Through
Frozen for so long, Till the sun creeps above, Scared to say what it is, Scared to know who it is, Scared to understand how it is, Scared to mention why it is, Scared to tell where it is, Slowly the water gathers, Leading to innocent streams of melted ice.
Dedicated to that fear of 'first times' everyone experiences

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