Snow angels appear in the corner of our vision
Blinking icy tears that scatter like silence
Mourning for the glimpses of past innocences
That with every footprint made become further away in the hearts and minds.
Do you get frightened when on your own?
Do you feel so quiet in this noisy world?
The snow angels will melt
And most will never know this
V Topp
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