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Rays pierce through the morning frost.

Passion can be a mountain with snow.

My cracking ice mask was lost.

Clinging, not letting go.


Melted snow flows under the brilliant sun.

Beavers inside hold up my tears.

What can I do?

Trying to erode the feeble twigs.

Floating maples paint the sunset.

I hide in the dark sea.

You will not like it here, I bet.

Too much, not worthy to see.

Oh, but winter has come too soon!

The frozen ocean dyed the sun blue.

Misty eyes shade the dark moon.

An Arctic night forever lost its hue.