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THE NIGHT IS BRIGHT,
LIGHT FILLS THE SKY,
ON THIS CHRISTMAS EVE.
THE MOON IS FULL,
THE SHINING ORB,
CAST A MYSTIC SPELL.
SOME NOW ASLEEP,
SOME AWAKE,
DEPENDING WHERE WE LIVE.
SOME SEE THE MOON,
IN ALL ITS GLORY..
OTHERS NOT,
HIDING IN THE CLOUDS.
LIKE FAITH AND HOPE,
NOT ALWAYS SEEN,
THAT THEY DON'T EXIST.
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CHRISTMAS MOON
CHRISTMAS MOON
