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“Tell me the weight of a snowflake,” a coal mouse asked a wild dove. “Nothing more than nothing,” was the answer. “In that case I must tell you a marvelous story,” the coal mouse said. “I sat on a fir branch, close to the trunk, when it began to snow, not heavily, not in a raging blizzard. No, just like in a dream, without any violence. Since I didn’t have anything better to do, I counted the snowflakes settling on the twigs and needles of my branch. Their number was exactly 3,471,952. When the next snowflake dropped onto the branch — nothing more than nothing, as you say — the branch broke off.” Having said that, the coal mouse fled. The dove, since Noah’s time an authority on the matter, thought about the story for awhile, and finally said to herself: “Perhaps there is only one person’s voice lacking for peace to come about in the world.” From A Race To…
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