Miniature man cowering in your Eskimo empire
Mute till the end, is she undeserving of words?
Comfortably preserved, neat and tidy in exile
Marooned on an island of impenetrable ice.
Warrior woman thrive in the discomfort of abandon
Censorship stunts you, love inhabits your land.
Recover yourself gently, Eskimo living's not for you
A gift you've been given so dance freely again.
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