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The snow is smooth as a frozen puddle. Sugar on the marshmallow peaks of the crags Casting a shimmering golden glow at dusk. The aurora radiating all dreams about. Cold echoing of unnatural manifestations Amoring Narcissus with these clamors. The treetops are laid out like the words of this page. The slope bearing witness to me Gasps and shudders with every turn. The piles made by these twitches Are monuments of the journey Leaving behind the musk of exhilaration. |