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The paper and the boxes, empty now
Replaced by smiling faces, saying “Wow”
It’s over for another year, the charm
I’m basking in the afterglow, and calm.

The candles made their magic, now they’re gone
We wake to peace and quiet, with the dawn
But how I wish that someone, small in frame
Had woke me with that yell, “Get up! He came!”

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