Without rhyme or reason, your image I thought
in hiding appears, beguiling me,
solely unsought,
and when It's white-warm,
...
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winter is the song of redemption.................of all longing! i've already got the chill, Fay.
fay.. wonderful.. sweetly said.. they won't let me vote. so.. you get one million..1000000/10
Winter is indeed a song when you sing it, dear Fay. May your Christmas be warm, merry and bright. Love, Sandra