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Antarctica VII

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I believe in your shores
like in the Heaven I pray for every night.

The wind that is a wolf,
and the seals like merfolk,
enchanted seafowl kiss your promenades of
ice


yet I do not know what it is
you hide from us there where
the wildlife is an idea,
there where you devour souls,
there where your bosom is a monster.

My spirit is drawn to you,
so much you fathom,
so much you know.

You own me like the Earth owns the Moon,
just like the tides were never free,
and the sky was never really blue,
but void, limitless black.

Behind my eyes
it reads a cross and an icefield,
and your promise of perfection.


It is the unknown you that I fear.
The you without a tideline to kiss,
that frostbite without saltwater I fear.
hell becomes your hinterland.
hinterland, what a cool word.

I'd never have thought I'd get to part 7.

I took the pic too, btw. I love taking pics :) The world rocks
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