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In the wintertime. A poem of endurance inspired by the emperor penguin.🐧🥚🌬 |
| Come the Arctic wind, against the brush of an Emporers chest. As a storm whips a harsh blunder, his eyes flutter. Amongst sea and ice, he blinks with snowy strokes. He shall wait, lone and somber. He shall stand. He will suffice. |