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Christmas
Melt in snow a glisten alfresco,
Placidly, as the world is in white;
Hence, further hung the miss-tletoe
Than did the agelessness of night.
Christmas hymns chanted high and low,
Would they ring down in light?
I could not hold back the tears, No ---
But to shed them with watercolor eyes,
As if they would take off my guise.
Luve was never and ever our foe,
So why bother hasting to the terminal?
