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A black robed wizard trudging through a blizzard,
came upon two shivering unicorns; an adult female with a silver horn lay next to her new born, crying and forlorn. The mother’s crystal tears fell into the snow and melted the wizard’s heart of ice and stone. Wiping a tear from his blue eyes, he used his magic to construct a shelter safe and warm from the midwinter storm. Line count:15 Form: Free verse – no meter, syllable count, stanza length, or rhyme scheme required.
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