Melt Down
The snow mountain past the plain,
Brings memories of a lasting fight.
Glaciers shine, like glass in a silver frame.
Shadows cast ,by the fading light.
Snows move, on this mountain slope,
As shadows dissapear and pass.
Distant plain light, may offer hope.
While ice descends like frosted glass.
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