Friday, December 24, 2021

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Still she seeks out the delight
Promised by the coming night
That is marked by twinkling light
Set on trees and burning bright
And I find I cannot decry
What I know to be a lie
When I look and see her smile;
Let it last a little while

Don't forget: I'll be transferring fully over to Elliott RWI after the end of the year! Please follow me there!

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