Voices

Voices
Babbling through
A brook
Not frozen
In this winter wonderland
Party keeps rolling
Into the night
Oblivious
To those around
Each small pool
Many voices
Many stories
Mingling together
In the sea of people
Sea of voices
Never ending
Until they begin to leave
Departing
Room to move
Room to breath
The breaking ice
On the frozen creek
Of this Wisconsin winter

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