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She glares up as the snow falls
A flake melts against her warm skin
A teardrop falls from an eye
The beauty of morning gliss
Tooo soon will be dismissed
Doesn't take long
The cool embrace from the wind
As each drop no longer melts
Flakes begin to adhere like glue
An ice statue she becomes
Frozen from cold hearted
Overlooming fakeness of today
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Tanya Gibler
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