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Snowflakes

Blue is in the corner,
I can’t stop it from talking.
It has a mind of it’s own,
I hear it whisper in my ear.
 
Pictures in the sky,
I want it all to go away.
It has legs that follow me,
I see it float by me.
 
Red is in the back,
I can’t keep it from exploding.
It has a train of it’s own,
I feel it erupting in my mind.
 
Snowflakes in the dirt,
I want it all to blow away.
It has arms that touch me,
I see it reach out.

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