Idyllic place to all
Lavish white in the mountains
Lack of colors
exquisitely portrayed
Ice flowing sensationally from corner to corner
Sounds of eerie silence
corrupting minds
Misery never leaving the caves
The memory of those who stayed
Haunting the winter trees
The beauty astounds
Yet the magnificent power
Drives all insane
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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