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Frozen

I stand frozen, in time. The winter looms over  leaving my hypothermic heart red with frost-bites and— frozen…   The leafless branches crave  the forbidden fruit of  the forgotten past, as I shiver...

Cujo

Hello, I'm Cujo, an Arctic Fox, The Arctic Tundra is my home. My soft white fur, my small stature Makes it easy to catch prey. You see, hunting...

Winter

What will the rich Understand the harsh winter? In their warm houses, And expensive quilts, And a belly full of good food.   Ask the poor Who sleep on pavements, Or under...

Be gone thou infernal cold

Come not near me; be gone thou infernal cold! I abhor thee with my weary bones, oh so old. Go! Cavort with the young and the...
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