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and the good little flake

that up in the sky,

had looked on the earth

with a tear in its eye,

at sound of the bells

fairly shone with delight,

for christmas had come,

and the world was in white,

and santa had been

at the dead of the night,

in his reindeer sleigh,

and was safe out of sight.

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