snow + youth

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you arrived
like it was the first snow.

bright, shining under
the sunlight.

but then
winter was here and it was
cold, grey.

you never melted.
you were just like
the first snow;

pretty, heavy flakes
falling on the ground,
decorating hairs and smiles,

and you were just like the first snow
that solidified under the weight
of time.

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