Flake

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The start of it's journey,
From up so very high,
Heads forever earth-bound,
Floating gently from the sky.

Where will it now land,
Or will it just freeze,
The fear of the heat,
Turn to water with ease.

Floating with the other flakes,
Keep going faster until,
The flakes do finally settle,
On my own window sill.


 
 
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