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I found my darling Charlee’s (RIP) letter to Santa in her box of unpublished blog notes.
“Dear Santa, My mom said it was naughty for me to take my chew toy outside when I go duppy. But, I have to admit, I found it rather nice. Your call, Charlee”
My words are ornamental.
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