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And the crisp, bitter nights set in I'll bid adieu, adieu to the sun And embrace the northern winds Wake me from my restless sleep ...For the trees will crackle soon And shed their cumbersome coats and dance bare with me and the moon
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Ha! He's like his cousin, Teddy! Same age too - it was when we were in daycare. I'd pick him up and he'd have a ponytail on top of his head. The teachers said he requested it because all the girls did LOL
Tiago's still handsome with the ponytail :)
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