January 2011
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The snow is falling and sometimes I myself feel like a snowflake. Falling with everyone else yet only noticing my descension.
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Falling is a lonely feeling, Landing is a fiery blessing, Consumed in flames Or tormented in water. Indecisive in pulling back together The embers of a shattered Past And an unsure Future.
The Present is all we have.