The Snow Queen
Ice
is cold
and hard
and bitter.
Just like its Queen.
Ice
makes for
poor company,
and so
its Queen was alone.
Dancing the storms,
she saw a child
with ice
in his heart.
How could she leave him?
He was like her!
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