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Then there she is in the piercing cold at dawn,
hoarfrost adrip from her
feathers
agleam with day.
Abid bin Al-Abras - The Cycle of Death - A Mu'allaqa
Then there she is in the piercing cold at dawn,
hoarfrost adrip from her
feathers
agleam with day.
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