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Jan 2019
I dream of Ilmyuin
Steeped in grandeur
On the far northern heights
Great white towers
Amid the mountain peaks
Oh how I wish
I could have seen them
One last time
Glimmering in the moonlight
Before those beings came
Down from their icy stars
And walked the world over
Longing for their distant home
To which they could never return
Hadrian Veska
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