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Pending the passage of Santa, it curls up in a soft duvet, dressed in his favorite pajamas.Bedside book, the sweet voice of a mother, the dim light of a star, and a few sheep later ... start to dreamland sleigh where owls sing rhymes and where penguins pack gifts . We cross the Sandman who rides a unicorn ... and soon it's time to get up! Good night little Christmas!
Clara Dayet
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