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You can keep your white-tipped wood if I can keep my springy stride You can keep your saccharine goods if I can keep my aestival pride You can keep your warm fireside if I can keep my smile You can keep your placid sleigh rides if I can stay happy for a while

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becca-grace

American

Published: Nov 28, 2011
LinesWords: 1053

Notes: Winter is not the best season for me.

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