In every tear,
There are thousands of words.
Like a snowflake,
Each on is unique.
But unlike a snowflake.
The tears have faces.
Sometimes they smile.
Sometimes they frown.
With one tear,
I could write endless mounts,
But it doesn't matter.
Since when do my words count?
There are thousands of words.
Like a snowflake,
Each on is unique.
But unlike a snowflake.
The tears have faces.
Sometimes they smile.
Sometimes they frown.
With one tear,
I could write endless mounts,
But it doesn't matter.
Since when do my words count?




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