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I call…I call…I call to you,

I call…I call…I call to you,

I call to you,

Lover hear…lover hear…lover hear my pleas!

Lover hear…lover hear…lover hear my pleas!

Lover come….lover come…lover come warm me in the snow,

Lover come….lover come…lover come warm me in the snow.

–SNOW ANGEL

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The chuckle with which he said this, and the chuckle with which he paid for the Turkey, and the chuckle with which he paid for the cab, and the chuckle with which he recompensed the boy, were only to be exceeded by the chuckle with which he sat down breathless in his chair again, and chuckled till he cried. —Charles Dickens (A Christmas Carol)

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