2003-01-06 : 12:33 a.m.
Snowflake
As they fall and glisten,
Down and through, the precarious and judgmental air, they were thrown against. They ride, they glide As they fall and glisten, They come... as individuals. Ready to die a passionate death, So tell me. As I fall and glisten, By your impending line of sight.
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