and long time friends are buried deep below?
There are no peels of laughter
to greet the empty walls,
no happy conversations with anyone.
Just the lonely clock ticking time away.
What has happened to the Christmas Spirit
has it disappeared forever
and left only a lonely life?
17 December 2008
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