S'more cookies
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When I say "S'more cookies," the first thing that comes to mind is probably
marshmallows roasted over a fire until they're charred and fragrant with
c...
12 hours ago
The last stroke of midnight dies. All day in the one chair.From dream to dream and rhyme to rhyme I have ranged In rambling talk with an image of air. Vague memories, nothing but memories.” - William Butler Yeats
Posted by Naddy at Tuesday, June 12, 2012
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