The feel of snowflakes
Floating down
Falling sweetly
On to my gown
The feel of rain
moist and chill
drips upon me
against my will
The feel of leaves
beneath my feet
crunching softly
but smelling sweet
The feel of wind
blowing about
roaring loudly
so I cannot shout
The feel of fire
licking cloth
whippping, lashing
and never sloth
The feel of earth
around me now
I'm buried low
below the ground
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