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May 2020
today was cold
I thought I saw

a flake on my
windshield

one of those
unique things

that nature creates
designing each one

to be itself

do they ever
compare themselves

to each other

do they ever think
they are ugly

compared to one another

do they ever want
to be just like the

other

or do they relish
in their difference

the way we
admire their

uniqueness and
individuality
John Destalo
Written by
John Destalo  55/M/Harrisburg, PA
(55/M/Harrisburg, PA)   
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