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As the snowflakes are larger
and heavy in this warmer afternoon
near to the melt of their
individuality
the view in this sharp moment is
oceanic
surrounded by the slow movements of waters
looking only to their crystal faces
I see their fall but surely I am
buoyant
disobedient to gravity
they do not go down
for snow alone cannot be so eager
to meet the dirt
forever
or until a warmer afternoon