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β.Β·β¦ Snow falling and night falling fast, fast in a field I looked into going past. And the ground almost covered smooth in snow, but a few weeds and stubble showing last.
The woods around it have it, it is their. All animals are smothered in their lairs. I am too absent-spirited to count; The loneliness includes me unawares. And lonely as it is, that loneliness will be more lonely ere it will be less. A blanker whiteness benighted snow with no expression, nothing to express.
They cannot scare me with their empty spaces between starsβ on stars where no human race is. I have it in me so much nearer home to scare myself with my own desert places.
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