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Christmas Trees

(A Christmas Circular Letter) "The city had withdrawn into itself And left at last the country to the country; When be...

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    "Our lifes one big puzzle, We don't know how many pieces we've got, There are people that fit  in quite nicely, An...
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    "Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, And be one traveler, long I stood, And looked down one as far as o could, To where i...
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    "I wandered lonely as a cloud That floats on high o'er vales and hills, When all at once I saw a crowd, A host, of gold...
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    (A Christmas Circular Letter) "The city had withdrawn into itself And left at last the country to the country; When be...
  • Music
    Something Different I listen to a lot of different kinds of music I listen to ones I can understand than ones I kinda understand becaus...