for William Kelii Kekaula's Double Nonet Poetry Contest
checked by howmanysyllables.com
Snow frosting woodlands white; sun beating down on barren landscapes; the floating solitude - of being immersed in space or in the depths of an ocean that resonates muffled quietude. How fickle is a world in which we can experience elsewhere the tumultuousness of storms pelting crops or thrashing seashores, and the mad roar of dragons in forests spitting Fire
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