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There stands Jack Frost, As cool as ever. Except he's not. How can he stay cool, When everything is getting so uncomfortably warm?
I staned there looking up at t
The breezy wind blows north efficaciously tugging out the wintry flakes Nightly waves freeze ashore And the moon reflects off ice in an allure Stars decorate the sky and glow with enticement