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I was being cured of soldiering on endlessly: my job was now to be still, which had become almost easy at last.
Snow is like a wide sea. One could go out and be lost in it and forget the world, and oneself.
I was being cured of soldiering on endlessly: my job was now to be still, which had become almost easy at last.
Snow is like a wide sea. One could go out and be lost in it and forget the world, and oneself.