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Brooks on Mar 7, 2013 in
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The snow fell for a third day in a row.
I went outside and asked the snow if it could land somewhere else. The snow began to cry and said that it was tired and needed to rest. I apologized, put a blanket over the snow, and sang it a lullaby until it fell asleep.
It was an electric blanket.
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