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Here it is, my final hour
As I slip, I look over
The air a mix of dew and sulfur
An arctic fox enshrined in fire
Looks my way as I pass, my eyes turn to glass
A blanket shrouds. Snow or ash?
Memories that won't last
My shriveled shell betwixt
Lecherous humanity and thine sweltering bosom
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