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Shielded Within My Storm
My endless winter, how I yearn for her to grow numb. Jagged Icicles form at her command and like a princess's castle, a crystalized cavern is forged for my protection. It is then that I remember that my silenced breath is a sword worth bearing even with loneliness creeping up on me like a shadow.
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