© Nanne Nyander - Poems and Paintings
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Snow, pure snow, cover me,
make me as pure as you.
Freeze all the clinging to thought,
make it fragile and break it.
Break all attachment to my false identity,
like breaking fine crystal.
Make it shatter into a million pieces,
and melt into the ground of oblivion.
-Nanne Nyander "Out of the Labyrinth"
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