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Submitted to Contest #71
Bells, chimes, carollers, ring in my ears as I walk down the street. The smell of pine and that oh-so-familiar cold winter breeze overflow all my senses, overtaking me, filling every inch of my body, all of which screaming the same thing -- Christmas. Perhaps one ought to be jolly in this season, with all the presents and hot cocoa and tree corpses flooding in the streets -- and oh, one shall not forget -- cookies. But Christmas was just never it for me -- recurring every year only to open up and sprinkle salt in the wounded memory of that...
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