I had a dream of frosty stars
That sparkled and twinkled from afar.
And icicles that hung in opulent rows
Reflecting the colourful river flow.
The quietness of the winter night
Sets the whole world to rights,
And the frost that sparkles in my dreams
Acts as a frame to the northern light stream.
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