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Snow


When I was only a child so little, I used to wish for lots of snow. 

Transparent elves with tiny tentacles,

Glowing fallen angels

Of the bleak wintry cold.


But when I grew old,

The winter lost its wondrous spectacle.

The white gentle angels

Were trampled by automobile wheels

And covered in mud and dirt

And oil.


Why,

Soft, purifying snow

Why let yourself turn into coal?

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