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The falling snowflakes Different shapes and sizes Like winter flowers Blooming in the air Exploding with Frozen fragrance Of a cool breeze That touched my needs And long lost hours Too many to count Too few to reach out To take gently in my hands Snowflakes Hours Desiccate Exsiccate And leave my space As you left my heart To bloom in the cool Regions of my windswept soul |
| Falling Snowflakes |
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| Kotzebue, Alaska - From within the Arctic Circle |
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| The First Snow - By Claudine Sioui |
