Goodbye A lone snowflake fell, spinning round and around, tumbling upside down. These tired eyes, fell upon this particular piece of snow... as the wind picked up and decided to blow. Transfixed with beauty, its astonishing grace... I watched as it left me, leaving no trace. Now my eyes are too heavy, life too much to take... excuse me, the reader, while I join my snowflake.

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