An Icebound Harbor
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My aimless ship drifts on the frozen Ocean of life
Around this abandon Harbor
Though I use my foghorn,
Ther's no way to dropp my rusty anchor!
Faraway icecap on the mountain top
Brings me the nostalgia of my poor Mom's icebag
Who puts on my head like a crown
For the high fever when I was a child.
* The soul would have no rainbow if the eye had no tear.
-Unknown
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