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Feb 2014
I sat in a cafe one morning
held a latte with my cold hands
I stared out the window
to watch the white crystals
falling from the sky
most people take advantage of them
some even despise them
snowflakes
all varied and unique
they fall to the ground and join with the rest

that's what happens to us
we let society shape us
we once differed from each other
had our own personalities
but we lost those charms
when we decided to follow society
to do what everyone does

the snowflakes have no choice
gravity pulls them down
to lose their charm

but we have all the choices to make
to stay beautiful
and unique
-m.e.
Thoughts.
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   Theia Gwen
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