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Tuesday, July 19, 2005

Dancing bears,
Painted wings
Things I almost remember
And a song someone sings
Once upon a December


Someone holds me safe and warm
Horses prance through a silver storm
Figures dancing gracefully
Across my memory...

Far away, long ago
Glowing dim as an ember
Things my heart used to know,
Things it yearns to remember

And a song someone sings
Once upon a December

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