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Middle Of The Night
Christmas Eve Well it’s early Christmas morn Children playing so not to sleep I feel so very torn I know that I shall weep I sit up on the bed Watching the kids in the floor Thinking of all that was said Many Christmases before Our family of five Gather around the tree We were feeling all alive Until he decided to leave me Now he has our little boys I have our little girl A part they open up their toys Now living in a different world After the first day of the year Our daughter will be with you The boys will come back here Just another holiday that we’ve made through
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