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Dec 2019
Snow
Falls softly
Some flakes
             Flutter
                     Right
          Some flakes
      Float
Left
Any which way
They will or wish
But always whispering
Hushhhh
And always softly

They need no words;
Some wet,
       Some light
The white
    Flurries hurry
   for     no     one;
A quiet crowd,
   like feather-down,
                               Down,
                  Down,
They become one smooth coverlet
For the shivering winter world
Shhhhhhh
Hannah Johnson
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Hannah Johnson  23/F
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