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Snowflakes
Fluttering softly to the ground,
So light, they make no sound.
So pure, crisp and white,
A cold winter's delight.
Seeing them cover the lawn,
Me stifling back a yawn.
Waiting for permission to go play,
In the fresh new snowflakes today.
Now running outside, feeling so young,
Tasting the snowflakes drop on my tongue.
Seeing them sparkling on the grass,
I slip on them and bust my ass.
