Snow.
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A short story by Chinah. What would it be like to talk to snow, or watch fog dance her cool soft fingers across the surface of the ground? To speak with the wind as it howls on by, or to dance with the sunshine as they warm everyone with the flash of a smile? It takes a special kind of human to notice anything these days, and he is probably that human.
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