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June 10, 2026
More in Dregs & Other Unreadables giggling thanks with chocolate breath
whispered chocolates in foil wrappers on your pillow each night are not a promise only a thank you
the promise is in the clasped fingers of tightly held hands when we walk along the river
and the shouted glee of christmas when our babies sing carols shower us with love-yous and laughter
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