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Winter at the North pole

How long wait for sun? Darkness starts to stun. Frostbites have begun, The heater blows cold. The worst cold foretold. So cold, the north pole. A wait to console... a plea to my soul. Words cold in my mouth. Deep ice yet there's drought. I'd die if it's south. Dark veils, sun deferred Polar nights, I heard. Survival blurred. Death has a threshold. As cold nights unfold.

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Date: 2/9/2025 10:50:00 PM
I really enjoyed this newest poem of yours. Thanks for seeing so many of mine
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Maclawrence Famuyiwa
Date: 2/9/2025 11:35:00 PM
Thanks for appreciating many of my poems.

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