To say she was attractive would be an understatement. Calling her 'attractive' would be like calling the Taj Mahal a marble grave.
UnknownUntil one feels the spirit of Christmas, there is no Christmas. All else is outward display so much tinsel and decorations. For it isn't the holly, it isn't the snow. It isn't the tree, nor the firelight's glow. It's the warmth that comes to the hearts of men when the Christmas spirit returns again.
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