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Merry Christmas
Every breeze sings
'merry christmas'
the beauty of the month
hangs o'er like a frigid spell,
rimy light of stars
bewitching broken
souls to entreaties -
a ray of luminescent
in the frosted dark,
wheezing wind
missing...
'merry christmas'
the beauty of the month
hangs o'er like a frigid spell,
rimy light of stars
bewitching broken
souls to entreaties -
a ray of luminescent
in the frosted dark,
wheezing wind
missing...
