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There’s a land up north, where the crickets - they sing
As we sit submerged under blankets of blue
My prayer to the mountaintops,
arching and circling,
breathe puffs of smoke
to the slowly receding beat.
Winter and water swirl in and around,
Sizing each other up.
liquid and crystal
our Queen is trapped
in a greenhouse,
Let the city bend
let it melt, then rise
leaves of green
will soon cast shadow o’er
There’s a land up north, where the crickets - they sing
As we sit submerged under blankets of blue
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