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Aug 2017
The purest form of emotion
                      is a snow flake,
Individual, beauty crystalized.

Unique like every sorrow,
evaporating and descending
         like each tear,
never the same one falls twice.
Poetic T
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Poetic T  On Oblivions Doorstep
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