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Small beaks                     Amongst the frozen peaks           Sliding over small blankets of ice                     The frozen terrace and its cold embrace           Bright sapphire shimmers under the sunlight Community within municipality, a band unbroken           Where affection lingers to a land lost                     A land sought-after by many The frigid landscape where loyalty lies           The royal forest of snow and ice The keylock rings, the shackles ramble                     For it is the pilot                               Straight into the locket And everything my locket carries            Beyond the arctic scenery                                               of lies.                                               Guide me home.
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Nov 16, 2017
Nov 16, 2017 at 7:46 AM UTC
My spirit guide
Small beaks                     Amongst the frozen peaks           Sliding over small blankets of ice                     The frozen terrace and its cold embrace           Bright sapphire shimmers under the sunlight Community within municipality, a band unbroken           Where affection lingers to a land lost                     A land sought-after by many The frigid landscape where loyalty lies           The royal forest of snow and ice The keylock rings, the shackles ramble                     For it is the pilot                               Straight into the locket And everything my locket carries            Beyond the arctic scenery                                               of lies.                                               Guide me home.
Niitiuu
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Nov 16, 2017
Nov 16, 2017 at 7:46 AM UTC
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