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christmas poem

woman much missed, how you call to me, call to me
i despise my friends more than you
and with the humming bird
he'd even have his joke
a life on the ocean wave
there are gains for all our losses
i stand in the cold gray weather
let us pity those who are better off than we are
gaily through the fields we danced
i saw god. do you doubt it?
who is the runner in the skies

 



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