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Saturday, December 19, 2009
Snowy Night
There is something so pure and peaceful about nighttime snow. After I checked on my sleeping son, I peered out of his window and smiled as hearty flakes fell upon our piece of the dream.
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Thank you for sharing, I like it worth reading.
Wednesday, December 23, 2009 9:23:00 AM
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