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Christmas Eve MAG
Her face is tilted to the falling snow,
Crystals on her lashes.
Her armsand legs are spread apart,
She's sleeping like an angel.
And I wonderhow it must have felt,
To look up to her death,
A maze of flakes and topsof trees,
They're coming down for you.
Just the earth, and her,
Thatdense nothing of a winter night.
She offered,
Gave herself back...
Lulled to slumber by the elements,
Returning to mother'swomb.
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