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I am alone for the first year of many.  The one thing I want I can not have.  She is being torn from me like a blanket from a child.  The only things I wish are company and comfort.  I want my blanket wrapped round me, and the warmth to fill the space, like the Yule log, for twelve days and nights.  Come to me my love, if our love is strong enough we will find a way.

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