This must be the 299th death and life
I'm facing slowly aren't we all
We old souls we've learned to smile
When we hear the sleigh bells toll
We've seen life is final more
Infinite and grander than nature
Which is a sluggish imitation
And the highest form of honor
And recognize the family resemblance
In the stupid arguments we have
If not quarrelsome then how contrite
We've seen love is temporary
Delicate and full of light
And we have learned to love to fight
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