"The fresh smell of cold,
The winter settles down.
The bitter frost leaps at me,
Through a wonderland.
Winter's home again."
I feel ....
My thoughts are, "..."
I'm a professor of Cooking with Magic.
My puppeteer says "..." Out of character.
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[size=9][align=left][color=#6F7285]"The fresh smell of cold,[/color]
[color=darkblue]The winter settles down.[/color]
[color=#6F7285]The bitter frost leaps at me,[/color]
[color=darkblue]Through a wonderland.[/color]
[color=#6F7285]Winter's home again."[/color][/align][/size]
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[align=right][size=9][color=black]I feel[/color] [color=#6F7285]...[/color].
[color=black]My thoughts are,[/color] [color=#6F7285]"..."[/color]
[color=black]I'm a professor of[/color] [color=#6F7285]Cooking with Magic.[/color]
[color=black]My puppeteer says[/color] [color=#6F7285]"..."[/color] [color=black]Out of character.[/color][/size][/align]
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