Peace of Snow

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The snow. The quiet of snow. It’s late. The neighbors have stopped trying to get ahead of the shoveling. Cars have stopped going to and fro. The big, fluffy flakes fall as the night is upon us. There is a stillness that can’t be explained in words. It’s not a creepy quiet but a serene, soothing peace that calms the chaos.

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