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Till a snowflake falls,
Softly broken on your eyes,
It sleeps and dreams,
But in undertones from the inside
Her secret bed rustles
And leaves bedraggled leaves falling down.
Tomorrow I will know what the sky is.
Today I know all about the water.
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Tanja Bakic
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/till-a-snowflake-falls/