Snow flake
I was almost thirty the first time I saw a snowflake that kept it's form. Up to that point, it had always been too warm, or the snowflake had melted with the warmth of my skin and I had just missed the beautiful, artful, wonder by mere seconds. When I finally saw with my own eyes the wonder of a fully formed snowflake, I shed a tear. In that snowflake, was joy, faith, hope, beauty and magic, and at that moment, I was a child once more. <3
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