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Nov 2018
Above our heads, snowly slowly floated to the ground
Pitter patter like creamy batter it sat with a sticky sound
Through the day I'd stand and gaze at this gift
Soaking the silence like a Zeppelin riff
Pound by pound the snow would come with not a bound
Journeying far to its brethren fellows all around

Acting as a caterpillar
Snowly would float like a distiller
Evolving from a great fractalized city
Till it landed and became but one bitty witty
Snowly may not be the greatest thriller
Though it's clear it is the chillest painkiller
Written by
Gavin Clineff
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