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Winter at the North pole

How long wait for sun? Darkness starts to stun. Cold bites have begun, The heater blows cold. The worst cold foretold. So cold, the north pole. A wait to console... a plea to my soul. Words cold in my mouth. Deep ice yet there's drought. I'd die if it's south. Dark veils, sun deferred Polar nights, I heard. Survival blurred. Death has a threshold. As cold nights unfold.
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Feb 9, 2025
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