as I nodded off
at my writing table
at my writing table
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On the cusp of midnight
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I was driven through
an
obscure forest
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settled in a lush countryside
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passing villages
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transcending cultures
and people
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rushing through
bustling cities
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and stopping to
observe memorable
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as well as
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Voices
in different languages
swelled with
as the people worked
to
build a life
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Then I found
this in my hand:
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May the transforming
reality of love
be your
fairytale
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this Christmas and forever.
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Il est né le divin enfant
Ha nacido el niño divino
Hij is geboren het goddelijk kind
Mae'n cael ei eni y plentyn dwyfol
Он родился божественный ребенок
E 'nato il bambino divino
Ele nasce a criança divina
Er ist das göttliche Kind geboren
Viņš ir dzimis dievišķo bērnu
Yeye ni mtoto mtoto wa Mungu
彼は神の子が生まれている
Γεννήθηκε το θείο παιδί
The music I really wanted you to hear can be found here:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=g4cyWxevyAY