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Sparrows were feeding in a freezing drizzle
That while you watched turned into pieces of snow
Riding a gradient invisible
From silver aslant to random, white, and slow.

There came a moment that you couldn't tell.
And then they clearly flew instead of fell.


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Added: 19 Aug 2002 | Last Read: 7 Jun 2025 11:56 PM | Viewed: 7758 times

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