"A flake of snow in flurry thro' the air
Had landed as a kiss upon my cheek:
A secret message, just for me to share;
To take to heart but never dare to speak
About or presuppose to other eyes
Your open feelings- distant though they are.
And so, upon your lips, my OWN surprise:
A flake of snow returned from me afar."
- Mark R. Slaughter, 2010
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| Cloud Condensation Nuclei, 2011 |
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