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The dazzling landscape shines with light,
A beauty rarely seen,
Capturing heart and thrilling sight
With just two colours - blue and white,
An icy Arctic scene.
Stretching as far as eye can see,
This backdrop, strange and new,
No outline of a field or tree,
No bustling town, busy city -
Just miles of white and blue.
Antarctica or Arctic scene
In similarity,
Where snowy wastes mask brown and green,
A beauty that is hidd’n, unseen,
A land untamed and free.
I feel I could, with step so bold,
Conquer each billowing hill.
Like brave explorers known of old
Who battled temperatures so cold,
Yet knew triumphant thrill.
But I must face reality
And once more truth regain,
My longing’s only fancy free
This beauteous sight, is clouds only -
And I’m inside a plane!
Just here, to reach an island fair,
Holiday Paradise,
Soaring through miles of sky and air,
Surveying with a downward stare
White clouds, not snow and ice!
Descending now, through white and blue,
The clouds lit by the sun,
I leave behind the glorious view,
Exchange it for more scenes brand new,
Madeira, here I come!
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