...I made my way home in the snow, pausing to take in the allure of the night; stopping to appreciate the shimmering world all around me; taking a moment to let it melt on my tongue. Although sometimes I do curse the snow, at this moment, in this place that I now call my home, I found it reflected back to me all of the joy that I had in my heart and all of the magical, amorphous, mysterious possibilites that I believe exist in the world.
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