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Shimmering snow settled lightly on the ground, like a layer of beautiful dust on the antiques of an unopened attic. Icicles dripped water like a mother cow’s exhausted utter. The leaves fallen from the trees, were coated with a glaze of ice, nature’s perfect glazed sugar cookie.
I was afraid at…
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