NORTH SEA CHRISTMAS WISH
From out the night, a North Sea cold,
reminding me of growing old,
each joint in pain, each pain held dear,
lest in the end, I die from here,
but die we must, or so I'm told.
Out of the coming of the dawn,
tomorrow's hope, life's going on,
my hope's for sunlight, soft and warm,
to rid me of...
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