"I dream of fields of ice.

I feel the presence of ice.
I can hear a voice echoing.
Like it’s crushing me, like it’s swallowing me up,
like thunder resounding far in the distance.

I can hear a voice.
Like it’s crushing me, like it’s swallowing me up,
like thunder resounding far in the distance.
Like a flower touching my palm.

I die in the field of ice.

I can hear a voice
echoing.
Like it’s crushing me, like it’s swallowing me up,
like thunder falling into this palm.

I can hear a voice.
Distant, near, resonating.
Seeking it out, I decided to continue.
Even if I may die in this field of ice."

[Bleach Additional Poem "Dying In The Ice Field" - Toushirou Hitsugaya]
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