christmas
I wonder what the stars look like tonight. Yes,I wonder what they look like on this lonely December's night. I wish I could tell through this old cold cell, but I hope your Christmas turns out lovely and swell.
christmas
The true philosopher and the true poet are one, and a beauty, which is truth, and a truth, which is beauty, is the aim of both.
Ralph Waldo Emerson, American Poet (1803-1882)
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