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Holiday Cheer

Tis the season to be filled with overwhemling joy No need for gifts, for I could ask for nothing more I only unwrap these arms to that cold winter flesh Even as my nose restricts the breeze the air never smelled so fresh

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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