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Oh wow - I had to reread a few times for sure. I like your flow! 

I feel as tho you are trying to convey the misery of having to 'belong' and cooperate in an unfriendly and uncooperative world that probably wasn't made for said man. The feeling he gets when he gets back home, inside, is where he finds peace. It's how he gets through his outside days and his responsibilities. Inside, where there is warm, food, drink, peace.

Perhaps he never really had that feeling before and is only now realizing that he too, is invited **and** welcome to enjoy his inner peace? Personally I am not much for historical references - but ofc this is to each their own and perhaps it has everything to do with the context for my interpretation can be entirely wrong. Anyway, great job at making me feel!

Wow it's a brilliant piece. I feel like you're speaking about an individual's inner and outer self. I am able to relate like this because despite all the chaotic changes going on in my life right now I am truly at peace within finally :)

*Snow flutters this way and that,*

*Amidst plains most flat,*

*Where ice encrusts around cat tails.*

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*A little man stands - unfit,*

*In a flaring black tailcoat that doesn't fit,*

*In a block of ice that glints in the waxing moon light.*

&amp;#x200B;

*Outside is all manner of strife,*

*Of humdrum and fear, agony akin to King Leer,*

*But it is different inside.*

&amp;#x200B;

*Inside is peace,*

*Ample meat and mead,*

*Encased in motionless - all in one piece - serene.*

&amp;#x200B;

*From the block of ice flails,*

*One white gloved hand,*

*grasping an invitation to the kingdom that never fails.*  


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