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Dec 2014
finally snow fell onto the ground
landing softly and safely on its white blanket
they say white is purity, innocence, wholeness and completion

when i saw the white wall sinking to the floor
i thought of you
your eyelids fluttering shut resembled the snowflakes
so delicate and fragile as my heart
crash
break
sliding
slipping
pained
blood

dripping to the floor
flags of patriotism
pink
a beautiful swirl
of wind and colour and snow,
finally
still working on it (i think)
Sophie Hartl
Written by
Sophie Hartl  Vienna
(Vienna)   
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