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December
Oh remember remember
on the fith of December
when the snow fell cold
and the man grew old
yet a child had laughed
for the boy remained daft
and a mother weeps
all the while taking peeps
the child lay dead
for not ever fully fed
the snow kisses the ground
and somewhere two are bound
the air grows cold
yet the boy is bold
oh december
is a month to...
Monday 4th May 2015 8:32 am
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