I don't own any diamonds. I did own two and I have given them both away. Today, I was sitting in the kitchen reading through a print-out of my 30 page transcription of my great, great, great Uncle Cyrus Stone's letters, when all of a sudden, the the sun brightened the room and I looked up to see the willow tree festooned with snow crystals. The whole landscape sparkled with millions of diamonds, and they were all mine for a moment.
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