One day in distant future Ice walls walled in our pride The few of us remaining And hiding deep inside An igloo city of the ancients Built by those who burned our world After they at least reflected And leaned into saving Gaia “Now ye…
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One day in distant future Ice walls walled in our pride The few of us remaining And hiding deep inside An igloo city of the ancients Built by those who burned our world After they at least reflected And leaned into saving Gaia “Now ye…