snowflakes

January 30, 2015

snowflakes dance around me,

no rythm, no ryhme.

snowflakes swirl above my head,

telling me I'm fine.

snowflakes calm down,

this is no time to be wild.

putting thoughts into my head,

of the mystery's the world can offer.

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