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A gift from the giver ❤️

A gift from the giver ❤️

Mysteries magically wrapped amidst pretty paper tied up with garlands of glittery ribbon taper..a brainteaser bound in a boxed shaped size, a gift from the giver, a lovely surprise..delicately decorated with loving affection, a picture of pleasing, presented perfection

Baffling the beholder Oh what an earth can it be? without opening it up it’s impossible to see..yet the element of wonderment is so bewitchingly attractive, a well-chosen welcome that is so immensely effective..but it’s a puzzlement of perplexity, a conundrum charade, a clandestine cliffhanger beautifully handmade..yet if one rips open the cover to reveal what is inside, the sixty-four-thousand-dollar question is lost in confide

Perhaps this secrecy stickler should be put on display to gaze at in amazement for ever and a day, yet the closed book thriller is such a crux of curiousity, a marvellous mystification of grand generosity.. would it be rude not to see what is reveals? just the kindness of clemency has you head over heels..this sweetness of tenderness has seeped into your heart specially setting the sender streets apart

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Jill Tait

Yes exactly luv so exciting ❤️❤️❤️

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