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Wednesday, December 24, 2014

Christmas Day

It has long since been My Wish
That for just once this day
We could forget to hate
And remove the pain
From my self and thy self
From my neighbors and yours.
That the mothers and fathers
Be with the young that they cherish
And for us to hold dear what we do.

I wished every year
That for once
Today was what it was meant to be.

It never is.
And so this year I hold the same secret wish
Inside my heart.
One that grows quieter and quieter
Every time.


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