Holding her close, he whispered in her ear, ‘you’re my special snowflake.’
She giggled then kissed him under the mistletoe.
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Holding her close, he whispered in her ear, ‘you’re my special snowflake.’
She giggled then kissed him under the mistletoe.
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And to the North there dwelled strange creatures indeed...
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