P. Vincent Nee
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This Day Called Christmas Doth Have Meaning
The Church of POE laid in despairing darkness yet chimes could be heard ringing off in the silence of this historic Night; Be Yee aware of the cold good friend you travel without a warming coat and your shoes are soulless there was little Light!
I can see you not Sir, just as well spoke the talking shadow I might well scare you by my dress but Sir I have no Fear; By the shifting winds he identified himself as I am a traveler and very low on funds I call myself Debbor Punn who be your Sir, Perhaps my Peer!
Not so good Sir, now he spoke in whispers the cold sweeping winds shot over the ...