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driving with no care in the world
watching her sleep soundly until we get there
i feel Bountifully Blessed Right Here
i am wondering what i did right to deserve her
those who know me know that i am an acquired taste
i get emotional and Give Thanks to The Father above the blue skies
it is then that i become lost and reality is an unfamiliar stranger
i turn up the volume to the rare Christmas music in my mind
i drown out all that is modern movement and now time
when you are where you wanna be with who you wanna be with, 
there is nothing that can properly define the feeling
i decrease the speed as i turn left on the next back road
this is when she wakes up to ask where we are
the vibe is now as happily orange as the central fun in concentration
we both then become so lost that even our sore throats are laughing at our genuine laughter
Merry Christmas To Us, and To Us A Deserving Blessing

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