Melt

Everything is blue and white

Icicles formed while trying to reach the sky

Only to give up once they touched the ceiling

Backwards

Frozen and suspended

Their only concern

Is the heat of the sun

And I

Envy them lately

Wishing I was

Momentarily suspended

Upside down

Just waiting for the perfect time

To melt

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