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Tuesday, December 19, 2017

Aunty Ethel I hate the crisp white frost that turns bright flowers brown and shrivels leaves I hate the smoky fires that burn and everyone who still believes. it really is time to express a cheerful smile when we meet. it is a time of stress and the pavements on the street are wet and gritty with... Sign in to see full entry.

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