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Snow Princess

The Snow  Princess in her icy castle with her cold demeanor and her freezing glance, that cold stare, below zero stance,

frozen on her throne for all to see what being cold can do to beauty that was long ago hurt by an icy muscle that beats,

whom created an icicle and used it as a weapon stabbing her warm beating heart,

leaving it solid like a non moving ice cap just waiting for that one true earthquake to come again and rattle her into flowing again

and eventually melting that ice turning it into warm liquid that flows through veins taking the numbness away and making  her feel the world once more…


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