Suspended
Above the ground
Like the tiny snowflakes that dance just outside
Never to reach their destination
Shielded from the bitter cold
These walls of glass expose a fantasy
Safe and warm, I observe the world
Embrace the beauty, ignore the struggle
Faded yellows and greens peek through the blanket of white
Crops slowly dying after the recent harvest
Dormant until Spring
No insulation from the elements
The dim sky wanes into darkness
We conquer this small distraction
We resist the emptiness
Our powers are undeniable
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