It glows all the time...
a little flicker in the snow...
it drips hope and happiness...
those who touch it feel the warmth...
I love touching it...
but it is slippery...
like water which slithers and slides without a definite shape...
then, without you realising it,
it slipped from the palm...
a twinkle suspended for a moment in the air...
breaks into many tiny diamonds among the grass...
it creates a smell like those which i have smelled when rain drops fall...
clean and refreshing...
the taste of freedom...
as i could imagine...
a tiny figure running so freely in the wide meadows...
without sorrows and worries...
so freely...
like a little bunny...
twitching its nose excitedly...
looking at the endless greens which stretched into the horizons....
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