Pierce it!
Go on, pierce it. Break the skin.
With your beating splintered star, formed in a block of ice.
A shard, a whisker, a prickle, has nicked me.
Break the skin.
Don’t brush past.
Stop. Stab.
Go on, pierce it. Break the skin.
With your beating splintered star, formed in a block of ice.
A shard, a whisker, a prickle, has nicked me.
Break the skin.
Don’t brush past.
Stop. Stab.
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