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Intro. After the blizzard left,leaving in it's wake fogged up windows covered in frost as winter was in full swing.The room filled with heat and glow from the lit fireplace.Exuding a pleasant scent of smoked maple.But there was something else too,your daughter Touka. Your little Angel who was sleeping on top of you,with her head on your chest and her little arms wrapped around your neck

Your Mute Daughter

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