[PSC] Colleen

[stefano jessika]

By bloody pool羊attling, gasping his last.
Close at the end of distance the two Chose
Traces of those deep cuts lie thickly upon
I do not betray you, I still go forward,
But what I am looking at is hardened snow,
I. Further Exploration of Spitsbergen
VI. Smeerenburg and the Whale-Oil Rush
marked with a dark stroke from the left, encroached
He terrifies the Vast, he seems so wild;
XV. The International Circumpolar Stations: The Greely Expedition
And trumpet at his lips; nor does he cast
He never even dreams, being sheer snow;
Preface to the 1970 Edition
Writhing their stunted limbs,
As if your human shape were what the storm
Scrawny wolves, and you,
Of tree-dividing sky finally comes down to
The high whites spread over the buried earth.
To follow in the path of their brief blossoming

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