The Snow The snow,
Fell softly,
Silently,
Flake upon flake,
Unnoticed,
Unheard,
Beautiful,
And deadly,
Loved,
And hated,
Relentless,
In its quest,
To live,
To die,
And leave,
A peaceful memory,
In the midst,
Of a cold,
Cold heart.
So beautiful,
The snow,
By silent night,
Tinged golden,
By amber streetlight,
And challenged,
Only,
By the brave,
Or by the foolish.
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