“How each unique frail flake
of coldest snow
most white,
no one another’s like --“
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| "(I am uniquely meee ...)" |
-- The hell you
say.
Right now there must be a billion of them out there,
covering everything like a slab of sludge.
Seen one, you seen them all.
-- Susie, hand me the shovel.
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