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Jan 2020
Ice Queen, they call her for her heart is too far.
They search far and wide for evidence of her heart, all to no avail.
For Ice Queen is her name and breaking hearts is her game.

“Why, oh why, my dear Queen must you throw up walls?” They puzzle forlorn.
The Ice Queen hastily explains,
“The jagged ice spikes keep out all the mild and meek.
Those lacking strength are sure to freeze under winters thumb!”
Written by
Meghan Cruse
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