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Behold, the virgin shall conceive and bear a son, and shall call his name Immanuel. ~ Isaiah 7:14

I am NOT a Grinch
- back - Christmastide
by H.P. Lovecraft		  
The cottage hearth beams warm and bright,
The candles gaily glow;
The stars emit a kinder light
Above the drifted snow.

Down from the sky a magic steals
To glad the passing year,
And belfries sing with joyous peals,
For Christmastide is here!
   
 
   
 
A blessed and wonderful Christmas to all of you.
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