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The season of good will...


At Christmas As peasants shivered And birds had flown away Animals in deepest forest Gathered in coldest snow To warm the peasants way... Twas the tree at Christmas Where many there had gathered And in the winters skies Faces smiled up high For the peasants at Christmas In joy they were remembered...


 
 
 

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