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Angel X-Mas

Once in this time when the summer blood
Knocked in the flesh that decked the vine
Once in this bread, the summer wind
The oat was merry in the wind;
Man broke the oath, spilled it down.

This bread I break was once the oat,
This wine upon a foreign tree
Thrown in its fruit;
Man in the day or wine at night
Laid the crops low, broke the grape's it’s joy.
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