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…these deep Winter days. They blow just out of reach with each tiny puff of wind that comes along…
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…but I am here.
And I know that you are, too.
Wishing for you warmth…and sheltered spaces.
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…these deep Winter days. They blow just out of reach with each tiny puff of wind that comes along…
.
…but I am here.
And I know that you are, too.
Wishing for you warmth…and sheltered spaces.
.