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An absence of forests and cryotic soil
Describe the swampy lowlands with turf and oil.
And a fitful wind that blows so sharply and strongly
It reminds me of the place I belong to only.
The midnight sun keeps brain het up and awake.
The polar night gives nothing but a headache.
‘Cause it feels like home when I am snowed under
Like an arctic fox I wander among this tundra.
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