Cry at midnight,
Look at the falling snow;
Jesus is a cool baby
Who wants everyone
To believe in love.
I'm going to kiss
The December 25th sunrise,
I know that beauty
Will save every lonely soul!
by Uriah Hamilton
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Thoughts For The Lonesome
PoetryThis is part three of my "thoughts" series. Tale No One (Part 1) Thoughts Before Bed (Part 2) Thoughts for the lonesome (Part 3) No need to read them in order, just read what suits you best. Thanks for reading. Harry
