A solitary flake lands in the snow.

It begins to roll and starts to grow.

There's no one to guide it, it just has to learn,

What decisions to make, directions to turn.

It's out of control, cannot stop,

Down a rocky slope, it hits a rock.

An avalanche starts, crazy and wild.

The solitary flake was all but a child.

It can't keep it together, it breaks apart,

But that solitary flake still exists in it's heart.

Now it's out in the cold, all alone in the snow.

Had it fell in a river, it's life would just flow.

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