The shutter of the ice,
Clashing into the cup,
Which is later filled by water,
And because of the ice,
The water cooled,
And the cup started to sweat,
And because of this the cup,
Along with the water and ice,
Where moved out of where it was,
It sat onto a new dry spot,
And beneath them a coaster sat to hold the cup,
From the surface of this unknown,
Odd how all this started because of a piece of ice,
Diving into unknown waters,
Yet this can apply to many things
Monday, June 28, 2010
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