Today on the way home, it snows. Big, soft caressing flakes fall onto our skin like cold moths; the air fills with feathers. (Margaret Atwood)

Today on the way home, it snows. Big, soft caressing flakes fall onto our skin like cold moths; the air fills with feathers.

Margaret Atwood

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