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     I wondered at what point the lights started blinking.  Dad said it was after it warmed up.  All I know is that when all the lights were off in the room, this was really pretty.  If I followed the strings with my fingers around and into the branches, I can make out the pattern.  The balls were really pretty too.  I look funny in that blue one.  The room behind me looks so round.  Are those pretty boxes really for me?  I wonder what is inside this one.  Maybe I can pick it up, shake it, and tell what it is.  -- Oops, someone’s coming.

 

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