Abbie Graham
  
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      “On New Year's Eve, I am home to the Future. I wait to hear her ring the doorbell of the world.
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      “I open the door. The gorgeous guest from afar sweeps in. In her hands are her gifts--the gifts of hours and far-seeing moments, the gift of mornings and evenings, the gift of spring and summer, the gift of autumn and winter. She must have searched the heavens for boons so rare.”
    
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