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Saturday, September 19, 2026
Words in wrapping paper
Words in wrapping paper
Torn up and tossed aside
I guess it is the thought
That counts and cannot hide
Children making handprints
With rain left from a storm
Here hoping they will last
In some old fashioned form
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