
oh christmas bouquet...so white and pure and pine scented...ahhh. like Narnia on a peaceful winter's night...like a robert frost poem. cloves on the stove and snow falling softly on fence posts, piling gently up and becoming drifts along blue hills..mmm.
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mmmm...totally seems like french extravagance... the good kind like soft silk and brandy and eclairs...
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