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Jul 2019
Melting ice, melting fire
though it seems absurd
running weaker fairest bear
and that little bird
All around: stones and grashops
where there should be ice
seemingly a sight to see
β€œcome has paradise!”

β€œNo” exhales the fairest bear
thinner than before
little bird chews on his feathers
there beneath the shore
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G  27/F
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