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I have to admit that the woman in front of me in line this morning offered to pay for my peppermint mocha, being as she has seen me order it a million times before (we're on the same schedule)
and as I started to say "thats sweet, sure"
I thought of Helen, and had to decline. I was so mortified that I was about to say yes, when one of the people I admire said no.
I think I hate the giving spirit of the holiday season.
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There's something strange,
There's something wrong.
I see a change -
It's like when love dies.
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