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Your gift is unopened, still and unmoved, like
a broken pulse. The snow is calling us to reflect
ancient familiar hymns. Within the scattered flakes, we wait patiently
for them to stick so we have something to hold on to. Your gift will
always be you, always you.
a broken pulse. The snow is calling us to reflect
ancient familiar hymns. Within the scattered flakes, we wait patiently
for them to stick so we have something to hold on to. Your gift will
always be you, always you.
To all the unopened gifts this year by all the hearts that-ache.
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