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Aug 2017
We met on the third day of Winter's Spring

The Buds of Ice had begun to grow

Strengthened by Summer's Snow

As I waited for those Frozen Flowers to Bloom,

Born of Nature's Mysterious Womb,

I glimpsed you from aNear

To me a Beauty Without Peer

My heart was Frozen by your Fiery Gaze

And within a Flame for you did Blaze

*Evermore
Written by
James Scanlan  20/M/American Samoa
(20/M/American Samoa)   
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