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scars
the January skies are
scarred by winter
the smiles of children
are scarred by an unknown
future
lights go dim scarred by
the approaching night
life is scarred by
living
people
like snowflakes
all different
and like the snowflake
unaware of its own
beauty
but fully trapped
by its scars
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