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Weaving the Shroud

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A SINGLE, dead cornstalk, bent and frozen in the February wind, was the only thing that broke the shroud of snow covering the field. A solitary tree, naked and black against the clouds moving low and fast over the Iowa farmland, held the cold silhouette of a crow. The lone bird, breaking into flight, shook loose the last leaves remaining from fall...

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