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 There's nothing more beautiful than
   freshly fallen snow.
The calm and peace,
serenity and stillness.
A sense that there is nothing else in the 
   world except this moment.
As if waiting with held breaths - 
A new beginning, a fresh start
A vastness of possibility,
Worries vanish in the snowfall - 
Washing away with each snowflake,
lost in the blanket of snow that covers the earth.
A feeling of oneness with nature
Not wanting this moment to end
Not wanting the beauty to be spoiled, 
the snow to be dirtied.
Not wanting the pain and hurt
Just for this moment, nothing else matters
Holding on, let it linger - 
   do not end.