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Full Flight

There are blankets where I land
And thin ice where I stand,
Paths of green where I walk
Black clouds of ice when I talk,
Frozen fingers throw ice in a swarm
And heated words then make us warm,
But the love we have is bursting bright
No matter the disaster's that takes full flight.



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