I live inside a beautiful snow globe
It is quiet and serine, most of the time
Falling snow flakes are quite lovely
but when they stop, you live in fear
When will someone come along and decide
that my wonderful home is not good enough?
They pick me up with their own ideas
of how things should be,
Then they shake the hell out of my world
just to watch the snow flakes fall.
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