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Submitted to Contest #331
There are two types of cold: the kind that numbs you slowly, and the kind that strikes all at once. I learned to live with both. I used to think winter was benign, clean and innocent. But that was before I understood what it could take from you. The morning winter breeze was freezing as Uncle Ross and I strolled through the soft pile of snow that barely reached our ankles. The sky was a gentle shade of grey that gave an oddly pleasant feeling of solitude. Of stillness. As if the cascade of snowflakes should not be bothered, and should be kep...
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