Lily: Does this poem say anything to you?
Linda: Basically that that author wishes to disappear: this is a paen to oblivion.
Ron: That's too wimpy. Each person must to learn to affirm not only their lives, but others as well.
Lily: Blaah, blaah, blaah. While we talk, snowflakes melt.

I wish I were a snowflake floating from the sky gently gently kissing the earth then melting in the sunshine.
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