
Like a ghost that only few can see, though no one’s there but you and perhaps me… But I look through you, I block your view, because I’m that snowflake that preferred to fall distinctly in your eye, that circled round, circled wide, like landing a spaceship, the one I’ve invented… But it’s all just
#poem “Winter”
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