searching the snow

she collected snowflakes
the first snowfall
of every season
if she could just find
that were identical
then maybe
that would prove that
out there in the
dark night of her loneliness
there was someone
looking for her
as well

it’s been years
but still she looks
standing alone
in a blizzard
with ice
running down her cheeks
by the insane
to not be the only
misshapen flake
in a storm
of tragic crystals
destined to melt
and thus be


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