Amidst yuletide’s melancholy hue,A Christmas dirge, bespoke and true.In waning twilight’s somber grace,Lies a tale of woe, time can’t erase.[…]
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Amidst yuletide’s melancholy hue,A Christmas dirge, bespoke and true.In waning twilight’s somber grace,Lies a tale of woe, time can’t erase.[…]
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