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Feb 2014
everywhere is white.
white is all i see.
it is beautiful.

as i look out my window
these tiny orbs of white
float towards the ground

these little circles
magnetize towards the ground
like they were meant to be one

i look at these white drops
and think about how this could be
our destiny

this could be us
we can form from little round circles
and turn out to be

a great big snowball.

(b.d.s.)
i dont really know whether this was supposed to be a poem .. i kinda just put thoughts here
shåi
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