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Feb 2021
Behind that splendid plain
Ice, piled high
A midnight sun, resting on top
Like a silhouetted candle
It may be cold
But it has never been so inviting.
Written by
Chandy  22/M/U.S
(22/M/U.S)   
102
     --- and julius
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