A gray snowflake sifting down. He caught it in his hand and watched it expire there like the last host of christendom. Thru butdoesitfloat.

A gray snowflake sifting down. He caught it in his hand and watched it expire there like the last host of christendom.

Thru butdoesitfloat.

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