Clawed Cobweb Clouds

The sun finally clawed its way through cobweb clouds, albeit
Stumbling through a drunken stupor of hardcore icicled genitals,
Petitioning the people below to dance amid the frozen fields, while the moon begs for forgiveness as night falls to its knees all too furiously

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