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A Thousand Dollars Worth Of Christmas Miracles I ever thought of myself as a present. My mother stayed up until midnight Christmas Eve waiting for a Christmas miracle; the arrival of her son. I didn't come home this Christmas. I stayed in San Francisco with a thousand dollars worth of miracles in my left pocket. |
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