White Dust

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The wind carries me

               in funny different ways.

I land on you

           kissing your warm face.

I'm beautiful and different

                   in my cute

play.

     I'm pale and cold

                     and you always

shiver to say.

             You're ravishing

but cold.

             You're fun

but heavy.

             You're yummy

and I only see you

                   Once a year

             You're gone

but I still love you,

                      you beautiful

            snowflake.

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