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  • From the shadow of domes in the city of domes,
    A snowflake, a blizzard of one, weightless, entered your room
    And made its way to the arm of the chair where you, looking up
    From your book, saw it the moment it landed. That's all
    There was to it.

    Mark Strand (2014). “Collected Poems”, p.344, Knopf