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As winter approaches there is a subtle yet palpable reluctance, even dread,
gratefully compensated for and then eclipsed by the approaching holidays. At their
passing a shadow gradually falls, winter deepens and a chronic melancholy seems to take
hold. Spring renewal comes frequently to mind though ever so distant only to become
surreal with the seeming intractableness of the season.
As one having experienced the chill and depth of many a winter, both
inwardly and outwardly, there is a comfort, a ray of insight I draw to ... In the chill
& depth of winter I finally realized within the heart lies the warmth & light of ...
An Endless Summer.
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