Slowly, quietly, like snow-flakes—like the small flakes that come when it is going to snow all night—little flakes of me — C.S. Lewis, A Grief Observed
Slowly, quietly, like snow-flakes—like the small flakes that come when it is going to snow all night—little flakes of me — C.S. Lewis, A Grief Observed
Slowly, quietly, like snow-flakes—like the small flakes that come when it is going to snow all night—little flakes of me — C.S. Lewis, A Grief Observed
Slowly, quietly, like snow-flakes—like the small flakes that come when it is going to snow all night—little flakes of me — C.S. Lewis, A Grief Observed
Slowly, quietly, like snow-flakes—like the small flakes that come when it is going to snow all night—little flakes of me — C.S. Lewis, A Grief Observed
Slowly, quietly, like snow-flakes—like the small flakes that come when it is going to snow all night—little flakes of me — C.S. Lewis, A Grief Observed
Slowly, quietly, like snow-flakes—like the small flakes that come when it is going to snow all night—little flakes of me — C.S. Lewis, A Grief Observed
Slowly, quietly, like snow-flakes—like the small flakes that come when it is going to snow all night—little flakes of me — C.S. Lewis, A Grief Observed
Slowly, quietly, like snow-flakes—like the small flakes that come when it is going to snow all night—little flakes of me — C.S. Lewis, A Grief Observed
Slowly, quietly, like snow-flakes—like the small flakes that come when it is going to snow all night—little flakes of me — C.S. Lewis, A Grief Observed
Slowly, quietly, like snow-flakes—like the small flakes that come when it is going to snow all night—little flakes of me — C.S. Lewis, A Grief Observed
Slowly, quietly, like snow-flakes—like the small flakes that come when it is going to snow all night—little flakes of me — C.S. Lewis, A Grief Observed
Slowly, quietly, like snow-flakes—like the small flakes that come when it is going to snow all night—little flakes of me — C.S. Lewis, A Grief Observed
Slowly, quietly, like snow-flakes—like the small flakes that come when it is going to snow all night—little flakes of me — C.S. Lewis, A Grief Observed
Slowly, quietly, like snow-flakes—like the small flakes that come when it is going to snow all night—little flakes of me — C.S. Lewis, A Grief Observed
Slowly, quietly, like snow-flakes—like the small flakes that come when it is going to snow all night—little flakes of me — C.S. Lewis, A Grief Observed
Slowly, quietly, like snow-flakes—like the small flakes that come when it is going to snow all night—little flakes of me — C.S. Lewis, A Grief Observed
Slowly, quietly, like snow-flakes—like the small flakes that come when it is going to snow all night—little flakes of me — C.S. Lewis, A Grief Observed
Slowly, quietly, like snow-flakes—like the small flakes that come when it is going to snow all night—little flakes of me — C.S. Lewis, A Grief Observed
Slowly, quietly, like snow-flakes—like the small flakes that come when it is going to snow all night—little flakes of me — C.S. Lewis, A Grief Observed
Slowly, quietly, like snow-flakes—like the small flakes that come when it is going to snow all night—little flakes of me — C.S. Lewis, A Grief Observed
Slowly, quietly, like snow-flakes—like the small flakes that come when it is going to snow all night—little flakes of me — C.S. Lewis, A Grief Observed
Slowly, quietly, like snow-flakes—like the small flakes that come when it is going to snow all night—little flakes of me — C.S. Lewis, A Grief Observed
Slowly, quietly, like snow-flakes—like the small flakes that come when it is going to snow all night—little flakes of me — C.S. Lewis, A Grief Observed
Slowly, quietly, like snow-flakes—like the small flakes that come when it is going to snow all night—little flakes of me — C.S. Lewis, A Grief Observed
Slowly, quietly, like snow-flakes—like the small flakes that come when it is going to snow all night—little flakes of me — C.S. Lewis, A Grief Observed
Slowly, quietly, like snow-flakes—like the small flakes that come when it is going to snow all night—little flakes of me — C.S. Lewis, A Grief Observed
Slowly, quietly, like snow-flakes—like the small flakes that come when it is going to snow all night—little flakes of me — C.S. Lewis, A Grief Observed
Slowly, quietly, like snow-flakes—like the small flakes that come when it is going to snow all night—little flakes of me — C.S. Lewis, A Grief Observed
Slowly, quietly, like snow-flakes—like the small flakes that come when it is going to snow all night—little flakes of me — C.S. Lewis, A Grief Observed
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Slowly, quietly, like snow-flakes—like the small flakes that come when it is going to snow all night—little flakes of me, my impressions, my selections, are settling down on the image of her. The real shape wil be quite hidden in the end.

— C.S. Lewis, A Grief Observed
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