Lis: Does this say anything to you?
Linda: The author wishes to disappear: it's a paen to oblivion.
Ron: How wimpy! Each person should affirm their life and God's creation.
Lex: 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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