The little house hisses at the big sins of winter drifted stacked stuck against creaking clapboards -- an occasional fearful SNAP to which the roof beams swiftly whisper what's that?
"I try all things; I achieve what I can"
The little house hisses at the big sins of winter drifted stacked stuck against creaking clapboards -- an occasional fearful SNAP to which the roof beams swiftly whisper what's that?
Where’s the coffee?
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