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One without looks in tonight
Through the curtain-chink
>From the sheet of glistening white;
One without looks in tonight
As we sit and think 
By the fender-brink.

We do not discern those eyes
Watching in the snow;
Lit by lamps of rosy dyes
We do not discern those eyes
Wandering, aglow
Four-footed, tiptoe.


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Added: 14 Apr 2003 | Last Read: 2 Dec 2008 12:16 AM | Viewed: 1879 times

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