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of the news the world the hate took a good book to bed it was not a book by Weisel or book of poems by Whitman, for those were too, way too dark oppressive, too non-fictional. I took a book to bed to be read by the innocent child in me which rhymed and made me think of my mom and dad reading it Dec 24th of every year, a classic, and sugarplums again danced in my head, I heard hoofs of tiny reindeer and only wished I had not taken down my X-mas decorations last year
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Sep 12, 2016
Sep 12, 2016 at 11:29 PM UTC
I got tired
of the news the world the hate took a good book to bed it was not a book by Weisel or book of poems by Whitman, for those were too, way too dark oppressive, too non-fictional. I took a book to bed to be read by the innocent child in me which rhymed and made me think of my mom and dad reading it Dec 24th of every year, a classic, and sugarplums again danced in my head, I heard hoofs of tiny reindeer and only wished I had not taken down my X-mas decorations last year
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Sep 12, 2016
Sep 12, 2016 at 11:29 PM UTC
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