Fallen Too Far
Xmas Marks The Spot - Poem by Fallen Too Far
It's a chilly morning
Doesn't feel like Christmas, really
Even though it's only weeks away
The only evidence
Is a few strands of tangled lights
And a deer standing forlornly
Trying to appear noble.
The only snow covers the peaks
But the fog rolls over them.
It doesn't feel like Christmas, really.
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