..childhood.. Dancing bears, Painted wings, Things I almost remember, And a song someone sings Once upon a December.
Someone holds me safe and warm. Horses prance through a silver storm. Figures dancing gracefully Across my memory...
Someone holds me safe and warm. Horses prance through a silver storm. Figures dancing gracefully Across my memory...
Far away, long ago, Glowing dim as an ember, Things my heart Used to know, Things it yearns to remember...
And a song Someone sings Once upon a December ...
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