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Let it Snow
The Snows Will Come The snows will come in their time, Where all is cold and still, Little storms will come, friend of mine, Where doubts and fear assail, Where strong assurance you knew Will falter and seem to fail But have no fear gentle heart, The fiercest gale must cease, And in it's wake; calm shall come And bring you deep faith and peace! ~Kathryn Bowsher~
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