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When the count fell just below my eyes and my sweet tooth was at it’s most ferocious, there on the stone were twelve little cupcakes, the first I had made all on my own. How pathetic they looked.
When the count fell just below my eyes and my sweet tooth was at it’s most ferocious, there on the stone were twelve little cupcakes, the first I had made all on my own. How pathetic they looked.