Of Christmas ghost of the past
I'd like to thank your tidings
That by chance I came and saw
The thought of dear remembrance
When clocks passed two
While some do sleep
Chill evening ahead of daybreak
My slow mind remained frozen
Though never had thus never lost
Christmas gift of reminisce
Crossroad fates had never mingled
And leaves days recalled distracting
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