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Winter is the great harvester of souls.
In its deepening grip, life is either suspended or destroyed as its chill cleanses the landscape of microbic pestilence.
Winter's grip can be gentle or fierce, cool or freezing, soft or hard.
The land braces itself. We dig-in for survival.
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