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Wrapped around with electric fire spewing out the storage heater. I have to pay someone whom I have never met a quarterly bill getting larger by the minute. Oh for the freedom of a child who knows nothing of the World save butterflies and flowers all summer long and snowmen in the midst of winter while sledging down the hill.
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Feb 4, 2016
Feb 4, 2016 at 6:36 AM UTC
snowmen in the midst of winter
Wrapped around with electric fire spewing out the storage heater. I have to pay someone whom I have never met a quarterly bill getting larger by the minute. Oh for the freedom of a child who knows nothing of the World save butterflies and flowers all summer long and snowmen in the midst of winter while sledging down the hill.
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Feb 4, 2016
Feb 4, 2016 at 6:36 AM UTC
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