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Dear Reader I am trying to pry open your casket with this burning snowflake. I'll give up my sleep for you. This freezing sleet keeps coming down and I can barely see. If this trick works we can rub our hands together, maybe start a little fire with our identification papers. I don't know but I keep working, working half hating you, half eaten by the moon. ...

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