As this celebrated night comes to a close. And the children all tucked tight in their tiny little beds. When the night wind whispers past the window in your room. Think of all the nights before this holiday you have seen in you life. Not one has been the same. Each year we have all grown. Just a little for some, and more than their share for the
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