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The day is sad
swallowed up in tears
Can't see any good faces
they all look the same
Running throuhg the clouds
trip and fall on my face
even thunder jumps
at the boom of my pain
All the stupied people I see
make the snow melt
I am just a snowflake
in a world of people I see
Copyright © Greg Wert | Year Posted 2011
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