Are We Not Snow?
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we are the falling snow
we fall so delicate,
we fall so slow
we have nowhere to go
but down
destined to blanket the earth
to weigh it down with our girth
we are the fallen snow
our time here the opposite of slow
first we melt, and then we flow
into the rivers, into the streams
into the rivers and streams
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