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Feb 2013
Snowflakes, falling crystals
These diamonds grace your hair
Cold as ice, I wander out
Try, I must, to find my home.
A smile so bright. It burns my soul
Another night I'll always hold
I warm now, though cold out there
As the diamonds shine upon your hair
Jason Myers
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Jason Myers
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