Gelid stars guide me
A lipsy, fang-enveloping smile even friends describe
As tricksy seeming, marking a schemer or such unseemly
The mad fizz and shook Coke spillover of a bold May
Everything is willow now and will sprout
Ephebe spirit has all things endowed
But my revolving core of mutable ice is
Like Yetis and snowballs fights
A wintry device.
Latter day saints
Miraculous hard drives, laptop grace.
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