by one of its own
that they were dwarfed birches
wedging like splinters
under the fingernails of frost
and that the kingdom of the
everlasting frost
would crush crush
crush
ah, how the east wind searches us western
dil-et-tantes out
we are not deeply planted
as splinters...........dwarfed birches
WE ARE ........................................
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We are .......... a stricken luxury cruise ship, adrift in the dark
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