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he died calm and the cold will embalm

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calm
/kä(l)m/
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Meteorology
Nautical
adjective
1.
not showing or feeling nervousness, anger, or other strong emotions.
"she had to keep calm at all costs"
2.
(of the weather) pleasantly free from wind.
"the night was clear and calm"
Similar:
windless
still
tranquil
quiet
serene
peaceful
pacific
undisturbed
restful
balmy
halcyon
Opposite:
windy
stormy
noun
1.
the absence of violent or confrontational activity within a place or group.
"an edgy calm reigned in the capital"
Similar:
tranquility
stillness
calmness
quiet
quietness
quietude
peace
peacefulness
serenity
silence
hush
restfulness
repose
Opposite:
violence
unrest
2.
the absence of wind.
"in the center of the storm calm prevailed"
verb
make (someone) tranquil and quiet; soothe.
"I took him inside and tried to calm him down"
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soothe
pacify
placate
mollify
appease
conciliate
hush


em·balm
/əmˈbä(l)m/
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verb
1.
preserve (a corpse) from decay, originally with spices and now usually by arterial injection of a preservative.
"his body was embalmed and buried in Westminster Abbey"
Similar:
preserve
mummify
lay out
anoint
2.
ARCHAIC
give a pleasant fragrance to.
"the sweetness of the linden trees embalmed all the air"


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calm embalmed memories pulled from mental box remember that brother is a fox
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