The frozen sighed and gave up The lake wrote their letter of resignation July 15, 30 cubic meters Just like the Gwichin always said I bring you coffee A blanket, moonlight I bring you stitches A feather, three books The caribou sit measuring emptiness The fish study giving up The molecules calculate the effects of hate You breakdown to a less ordered state July 15, 30 cubic meters Just like the Gwichin always said The ic breathes and gives in Th lake runs out of options The ice breaths And there are all kinds of ways To fail I bring you coffee A blanket, moonlight I bring you stitches A feather, three books I bring you coffee A blanket, moonlight I bring you stitches A feather, three books
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