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the monster snow...used the cold...to lie in wait...gobbling the rock...grinding it to sand...even as spring robins began their courtship...and the maple sap dripped into metal pails with a ping... |
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the monster snow...used the cold...to lie in wait...gobbling the rock...grinding it to sand...even as spring robins began their courtship...and the maple sap dripped into metal pails with a ping... |
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