Snowflakes

A snowflake is beautiful because it falls from the sky. The place where angels and divine beings reside. Infinity enveloping infinity.

A snowflake is poetic because it dies. Watching the beginning and knowing the end. The journey is a tragic reflection of life.

A snowflake is almost unique. Two snowflakes can be alike, but one can waste a lifetime chasing a game of probability stacked against all odds.

You are almost a snowflake.

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