FEARLESS I GLIDE
BREATHE IN COLD
CUT BLACK ICE
WITH SHARP EDGE
SMELL OF SMOKE
A PIT OF FIRE
PUSHING FORWARD
AGAINST THE WIND
FEARLESS I GLIDE
BREATHE IN COLD
CUT BLACK ICE
WITH SHARP EDGE
SMELL OF SMOKE
A PIT OF FIRE
PUSHING FORWARD
AGAINST THE WIND
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