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A snow comparison |
Watching them fall from grace A slow and peaceful dance Giving all the same chance Joyous decent with a hint of innocence Floating beauties of chaos Landing gently as like a feather Covering its target in a virgin white Never putting up a fight Always a beautiful and peaceful sight Each of them unique with a little mystique As if GOD himself is giving us an inside hidden message Coating each crevasse both large and small They are happy to end the journey no matter where they fall Always understanding their inevitable fate Going back to their original state |