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christmas poems

i sometimes wonder if it's really true
in an old chamber softly lit
when the wind works against us in the dark
tell me
i love my life, but not too well
be in me as the eternal moods
passing through huddled and ugly walls
are you alive?
if i should die, think only this of me
while i stood listening, discreetly dumb
day is done

 



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