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Dense Thoughts Like A Forest.

Dense thoughts like a forest,

Often try to race through my mind.

They come, they go uninvited.

They sometimes make the waves,

Sometimes meet the sea,

But more than often,

They are discarded into the empty bin,

Lying in wait for them.

All inside the mind.

Dense thoughts like a forest,

Do have their existence but,

If allowed to.

Adios!

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The Beauty Of The Christmas Tree.

The beauty of the Christmas tree is,

That it is blessed by Jesus and by Santa himself.

It can hold all sorts of surprises,

Gifts, candies, prizes and much more.

If I had a Christmas tree,

It surely would have decorated with a lot of surprises.

Adios ! And Merry Christmas.