Snowflakes

Snowflakes flutter,
Pushed by the breeze.
Snowflakes fly,
Full of ease.
Designed to be unique,
Never one the same,
Neither one has the same name.
Fluttering by,
Enchanting my eyes,
It made me forget,
The envy and demise.
Is this peace I feel?
A whole new feeling,
Or could I just be intensely dreaming?
Symbolizing innocence,
Something pure.
Finally I've found it,
I've found my cure.

Years later:
I am now happy,
I am not sad.
Shouldn't I be glad.

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