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Christmas Musings
In the bleak midwinter echoes through the wood
The bare and clutching limbs casting shadows grey
Air returns my frigid breath in moonlit fogs
A silver eye looks down, ice in a feline sky
Sterling shapes form within the trees, call to me
Snow tigers prowl my heart, Christmas night
The bare and clutching limbs casting shadows grey
Air returns my frigid breath in moonlit fogs
A silver eye looks down, ice in a feline sky
Sterling shapes form within the trees, call to me
Snow tigers prowl my heart, Christmas night
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