here's a short (and not very good) 'poem'. i'm not going to tell you what it's about. i want to see if you can work it out.
They spread their paths silently, slowly
Creeping, barely seen by those who pass.
Snaking their way over surfaces smooth.
Falling, yet clinging, quite secure.
Bright as crystal, yet as delicate as a whisper,
Spark in the light, spark of emotion.
They fly just to shatter.
Born to die, but die to bring life again.
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