Snowflake Angels

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    Snowflake Angels

    Tiniest, purist angel
    descending from Heaven.
    You sit on my tongue.
    I think i will call you
    snowflake.

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    Angela commented on Snowflake Angels

    12-05-2008

    is there a reason the second i inthe last line is not in caps? I liked that. One thing that might make this flow more is to string out the lines so that there is only one word per line or fashion the letters and words so it looks like a snowflake on

    The true philosopher and the true poet are one, and a beauty, which is truth, and a truth, which is beauty, is the aim of both.

    Ralph Waldo Emerson, American Poet (1803-1882)

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