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Christmas Season

By NoRulesJustWrite, Ada, MI

I never had the guts to say these things
And I’m not known as one who can sing
So, writing is all I have left to give
Without it, I may not be able to live.
These days, life means something more,
Always an adventure, never a bore.
Even when we can’t find the words to say,
We understand each other in every way.
I’ve never felt this way before,
The feeling carries deep into my core.
It stays there, holding on tight,
Making my heart jump whenever you’re in sight.
I can’t explain it, it’s like nothing else
Like knocking down all the bottles off of the shelves.
All of my worries seem to disappear

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