These be
three silent things:
The falling snow . . . the hour
Before the dawn . . . the mouth of one
Just dead.
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Did not expect the final third image, but it is true. This is a poem that just makes you think for a moment. There is a final "it" moment, so, knowing this, knowing the "triad" should make a person want to be the best he or she can be.
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