Dreams Flow
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Rebecca Navarre
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The frosting, of the snow. As
so majestic, it floats. Candles
line the streets, with a glow.
Silhouettes of children, in the
windows. Waiting for Santa, and
his reindeer to show. As stars
hang so low. And dreams flow.
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