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Easter egg hens and chicks cup-CAKES. Took a walk down the road with mum and noodles. These did turn out pretty cute, and tastier than the maple ones. Arble cupcake is my favourite. Yesterday was game day all day long! In Salem, IN.
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Sunday, 17 July 2011. The Story of Gitto Bach. Craig-y-Ddinas in the Brecon Beacons is the location of some wonderful Faerie Tales - one of which I have come across with two alternate endings. Saturday, 16 July 2011. The Witch and the Changeling. There used to be a little old lady who lived in Ynys Geinon who many people.
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Take this kiss upon the brow! And, in parting from you now,. Thus much let me avow-. You are not wrong, who deem. That my days have been a dream;. Yet if hope has flown away. In a night, or in a day,. In a vision, or in none,. Is it therefore the less gone? All that we see or seem. Is but a dream within a dream. I stand amid the roar. Of a surf-tormented shore,. And I hold within my hand. Grains of the golden sand-.
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