Don't let the dice roll. They might roll forever, going 1, going 3, going 2 and who knows what. Instead slide them on ice. It would be like falling into an infinite hole, or a first kiss that would last forever, the warmness of lovers in bed, dying in bed, the hot and delicious coffee a breath away from the frozen nose, the sweet word born in your lover's heart making his eternal nest in your blooming chest.
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Don't let the dice roll. They might roll forever, going 1, going 3, going 2 and who knows what. Instead slide them on ice. It would be like falling into an infinite hole, or a first kiss that would last forever, the warmness of lovers in bed, dying in bed, the hot and delicious coffee a breath away from the frozen nose, the sweet word born in your lover's heart making his eternal nest in your blooming chest.
On a more pragmatic note :
http://www.nytimes.com/2006/02/21/science/21ice.html?_r=1
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