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Okay so I'm doing it transforming into a snowflake?hope that's OK
The tranquil decent, the white mountains of snaw from above as my glass like finger tips are commingling into a winters shade of blue. My scarlet hear pumps the first fall of the magical season.
I feel my inferior body decent down these layers of heavens that our society pollutes daily with gases like O3, SO2 and NO2.
My scarlet hear is pounding like a shrill drumb, I feel numb like my winters blue fingertips.
Oh so delightful from the bellow eyes I feel I am no longer me and of a different kind ; I am cold but beautiful what a shame as my semetrial hexagonal shape touches the harsh ground i will thaw into a puddle of old beauty.