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i've come to realise that with every fallen snowflake the life of one unknown to me is reflected in its icy self. a snowflakes very existence relies on the individuality of its structure, similar to that of a human life. everyone has a different story to tell complicated to those who don't know complicated to those who do know complicated to all in a sense because we sit by and wonder why why are we here? what is the meaning of true purpose when uncertainty plagues the minds of all who breathe living in a time when the youth of our generation are born into an age so filled with hurt hate pain no common sense in a place where so many have tried to fight for the right of humanity. all we receive is inhumane behaviour and injustice uncaring and shallow acts when all we wish for is fairness and equality you see, although every snowflake is different their independent beauty co-depends on one another's existence how can you have a blizzard with a single snowflake? their imperfections bring out their perfections each one has a tale to tell each one brings out the beauty in one another. similar to human life have you ever realised the silent beauty in a cold winters snow? how when engulfed in a snowstorm, you are able to accept peace into your mind, you're able to let go? you're actually able to think for a moment, and realise the clarity that silence holds all that finally unfolds when you're able to take a moment for yourself and let out the breath you've unknowingly held you're finally able to delve into a sense of true finality a final sense of... raw serenity.
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Mar 1, 2018
Mar 1, 2018 at 10:55 PM UTC
snowflakes
i've come to realise that with every fallen snowflake the life of one unknown to me is reflected in its icy self. a snowflakes very existence relies on the individuality of its structure, similar to that of a human life. everyone has a different story to tell complicated to those who don't know complicated to those who do know complicated to all in a sense because we sit by and wonder why why are we here? what is the meaning of true purpose when uncertainty plagues the minds of all who breathe living in a time when the youth of our generation are born into an age so filled with hurt hate pain no common sense in a place where so many have tried to fight for the right of humanity. all we receive is inhumane behaviour and injustice uncaring and shallow acts when all we wish for is fairness and equality you see, although every snowflake is different their independent beauty co-depends on one another's existence how can you have a blizzard with a single snowflake? their imperfections bring out their perfections each one has a tale to tell each one brings out the beauty in one another. similar to human life have you ever realised the silent beauty in a cold winters snow? how when engulfed in a snowstorm, you are able to accept peace into your mind, you're able to let go? you're actually able to think for a moment, and realise the clarity that silence holds all that finally unfolds when you're able to take a moment for yourself and let out the breath you've unknowingly held you're finally able to delve into a sense of true finality a final sense of... raw serenity.
i love snow
#snowflakes#winters#snow#serenity#drunk#poetry#peace#of#mind
elinroberts
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elinroberts
25/F/Falmouth
Mar 1, 2018
Mar 1, 2018 at 10:55 PM UTC
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