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The Christmas Tree...
(A dark tale to be told)
Befitting
of the Victorian room
the Christmas tree
stood tall & handsome
Needles of lush green
strangely shimmered deep reds
when caught in moonlit shards
It had taken Mother & Jacob
hours to decorate
I stayed in the corner
holding Teddy, just watching
From the day they brought it in
I didn't like it
They could dress...
Monday 20th December 2021 8:15 pm
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