A night, so cold
the air is pure
Puffs of breath
caress the eve-
A look, up high
at stars above
Shining bright
like frost, conceived-
Twinkle, they do
like blessed jewels
Dressing up
the crown of Queen’s-
High, and mighty
monarchs of the sky
A highness that
can only be seen-
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