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Snowbird, ablaze and hurt. Brighter, fearless, just like a runaway. Princess never-a-smile. Oh, child! What makes you try? Crying and sobbing You greet the other day She who never touches the ground. Spreading an eclipse. Where never the sun shines, At her feet. Frostbite. Astray. Will. Faith. Haunting, hunting, she rules the game. Twin soul you are always a strange. Nothing ever makes you afraid? Promising, threatening. She looks the other way She who never touches the ground. |
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