To be or not to be
Beautiful and delicate snowflake
Though deadly as an avalanche
Grains of sand in your shoe so irritating
So magical when it´s shaped into a castle
Ugly little grey duckling flapping in the water
Given time it´s a swan that glides
Just a seed spiralling falling to the ground
When grown it develops into a majestic tree
Withered grapes in a barrel not fit to eat
Matured they become a wine fit for a king
Each of these could be one thing
Or could become the another
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