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Jul 2017
My mind is like a snowflake
it started out innocent
so pure and remarkably fragile to the touch
but sure enough, this snowflake finally touched the ground
normally a snowflake would melt
but this was no ground, this was a cliff
so icy and brutally cold, nearly unbearable
the once snowflake, turned to solid ice
overtime all the built up pressure on top of the now ice
has finally been triggered
whether it was too much pressure of the new snow, the rain, or perhaps even some slight wind
an avalanche is now cascading down the mountainside
the snow is constantly rolling down the steep *****
nothing can stop this downward spiral until it hits the bottom
then it finally hit
oh so loud it was too
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Mallory Nason
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Mallory Nason  18/F
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