I look to the North,
where my love abides.
Where snow petals glitter,
illuminated sky.
I look to the the North,
as sunlight bows to encroaching night.
Fluorescent moon, displayed so bright.
In the Arctic circle serenaded between the dance of dusk and dawn,
My beauty rests for cometh the morn.
For she does not shun the coming polar night,
for her beauty forever shines so bright.
I look to the North,
for there in darkened night,
abides my enchanting ....
Northern "light".
My Northern Light
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