Snowflakes like Obsidian stones, ...
Provide us balance of mind and spirit,
Watching them helps us in getting out of...
... stressful mental patterns,
They keep us calm in isolation,
And aid us in meditation to remain in fusion,
Snowflakes are like our advisers,
They descend silently from the sky,
Without making a roaring dreadful sound,
Spreading white blankets on the earth...
Reddened by the innocent blood...
Advising the children to sit inside,
To save themselves from frost bite,
Naughty rebel children don't heed,
They come out in the open,
To play a snow fight with the enemy,
To make snowmen of the oppressors,
And to write graffiti on the walls and ground,
Return Our Dead Bodies.
Return!
Mykoul
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