Maturity is when you finally realize the real Santa was never a fairytale.
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It was your father all along.❤
Fulfilling wishes he never spoke about, sacrificing dreams he never complained about,
working quietly so your world could feel magical.❤
He didn't wear red.
He wore responsibility.❤
And he gave without ever expecting anything back.❤
❤It was your father all along.
❤Fulfilling wishes he never spoke about, sacrificing dreams he never complained about,
working quietly so your world could feel magical.
❤He didn't wear red.
He wore responsibility.
❤And he gave without ever expecting anything back.
❤
