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Estonian EmbersAfter the fire had raged all night Estonian Embers still burn so bright The yellow flames matched her Hair As the whites of the ash, matched her skin so fair I remember that night when I looked into the fire My soul was enriched with a burning desire The snow on the ground melted so fast Just like my dreams of a long distant past Estonian embers, from a land so free Will always hold fond memories for me For it is where my Nordic Goddess lives And each passing day I long for her kiss To be in the presence of her pure beauty By those Estonian embers is where I want to be. Vote for this poem
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