.I often hunt you in my dreams,
But your wicked claw awaits me,
Aboard this snow-lit island,
Veins like tortured winter trees,
'Tis the service of my hand,
That silence climbs upon thee.
You are sweet and fine to listen to!
Long tresses about your neck,
Yet much i.
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