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Death of a Capsule
On her snowy hand, took it she,
Saw it for a few seconds, silently,
And, being shy utterly,
Helped it on its journey.
She could feel the flow, watery,
Forcing it to step inside,
But, it turned into a Shelley,
Trying to find a way outside.
What was more reasonable? Its fight to live,
Or her struggle to make it help her survive!
