Hi Birgitta! I hope you are having a lovely day. Merry Christmas!❤️

               
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          ¸.💚¨´`'*♪ه,💚     
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         `*♪♫-* MЄƦƦƳ                     
                  ƇӇƦƖSƬMƛS 

Hi faires 🤗✫🎄𝔜𝔲𝔩𝔢𝔱𝔦𝔡𝔢 𝔅𝔩𝔢𝔰𝔰𝔦𝔫𝔤𝔰 💖
                        ⭐️🎄 ‿︵ღ

Godnat Birgitta 💜

  ｡★*     .*⭐ ☆*
⭐*              ☆         
°☆｡   Good night
   *★｡                  my friend

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.`•.¸.❣️❤❥●•٠ Happy Holidays Birgitta

        Nite 💖
⭐️🎄 ‿︵ღ TY xx

The gifts I leave beneath your tree,
Aren't those that you can touch nor see,
Not wrapped in Christmas tissue gay
But, gifts for blessings, every day.
The gift of friendship warm and true,
Is one that I have left for you
Good health, happiness and cheer
To keep you smiling through the year!
♥♥♥ Merry Christmas ♥♥♥

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    (🍃            Hi sweets ღ
¯`·.· 💞

卄a√ε ą ℓovεly εvεning ღ
Mεrry Christmas

On a cold winters night there stood a lone figure huddled against the blowing wind. The weight of the world resting upon her shoulders, or so it felt. A stranger approached and offered her his hand. He smiled, but said nothing to her. There was something about him, like an aura, a light, a warmth, or was it love? Somehow she found the energy to take his hand and step forward. After what seemed like a few steps she was at her home. She turned to say thank you for his help, but in that second he had completely disappeared from her sight. As she moved to go inside her home, on opening the door she felt that same feeling as if he had already been there before her. But how could he have been there? xx
Morning Birgitta. x