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Dec 2018
A winter's day,
Has come to pass,
With empty dunes,
Where snow won't last,

Out hearts yearn forth,
With silent love,
But still we all,
Look up above,

A heart is young,
A heart is precious,
A heart that makes,
All people jealous.

A frozen glance,
A jealous gaze,
That's all they see,
Not love and anguish.
Merry Christmas, and if you're not a believer, well Merry Christmas anyway, It's a fun time where people should celebrate with family.
Written by
Ian Fineman  17/M/Fulton MO
(17/M/Fulton MO)   
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       Lot, Jen, ThatBrokenOne, Try, iixiixixvii and 2 others
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