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christmas poem

if i were very sure
shines the last age, the next with hope is seen
she burst fierce wine
and still they walked on
a little peach in the orchard grew
tell me
my son is dead and i am going blind
thoughts through my head
night is dark, and the winter winds
i stood

 



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