once a snowflake fell
on my brow and i loved
it so much and i kissed
it and it was happy and called its cousins
and brothers and a web
of snow engulfed me then
i reached to them all
and i squeezed them and they became
a srin rain and i stood perfectly
still and was a flower
~Nikki Giovanni
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