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Ice

I once was water, and again
My former self shall be;
No keep of Cold
May captive hold
A spirit of the Sea.
Beyond this prison wall of Pain,
So echoless and chill,
Despite his guardsmen Frost and Snow,
Anon through Dimple-gate I go,
To wander where I will.

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