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what shall become of our pact?

give me two stones
smooth and unassuming
as the still lake in my mind

and in return
I shall give you two birds
one seeking the furthest regions

of all you hold dear
the other ever so close
shivering, eager for your touch

soon enough, you will realize
that even in the dead of winter
when the world appears hushed

the river still aches for the whole
of your essence, gently mirroring
another season without you

Melody Wang currently resides in sunny Southern California with her dear husband and hopes to someday live in the Pacific Northwest (or somewhere with equally gloomy weather). She dabbles in piano composition and enjoys hiking, baking, and playing with her dogs.  


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