Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas
Loud discussions never categorized as arguments
Spoken at a register unheard of on most days
Come to fruition here
All that is said falling between a purple unicorn and a 4.2 on the Richter scale
Either niceties to the point of unbelievability
Or disaster to the point of collapsibility
Exchanging highly charged words packaged inside cheerful familial wrappings
The unspoken tradition lives on
Merry Christmas
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