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mile end montreal neighborhoods, Artist carole spandau
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Mile End 1812
Scrooge I am
Lovers cold and lost
In forest frost
Paintings chipped
Slippers of golden illusions
I feast on
Yesterdays dreams
With turkey and sour ice cream
Maid so overpaid
I beg of you
Whoever you are
Where are my ghosts?
Three was it not?
Happiness a Christmas knot
Around my throat
None
None at all
No Ghosts for me
Nether meanders the illusive suffering
Notorious angels have no care
Crawling along
I gasp for air
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