Author Note: This is a Monorhyme poem. It features an identical rhyme at the end of every line. "aaaaa..."

The ice world glory of the glacier.
The air embossed with water vapor.
So very fragile it deserves nurture.
A land of contrasts full of danger.
Everywhere one looks another feature.
Seemingly never ending acre after acre.
Could there possibly be anything greater.
The true magnificance of nature.

And I fealt you wanted more so:

This note to you being portent
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