The Watcher watches me each day
Since I've grown old and gray.
If I should start to wander or stray,
The Watcher makes safe the way.
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The young man stood in the Courthouse Hall
His back braced rigidly against the wall
He waited wearily for the ones inside
To decide whether he should live or die.
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Little Christmas Tree, shining so bright
You and I are here tonight
A lonely vigil now to keep
While all the world is locked in sleep.
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