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Each Year Again the Gifts Are Given Gladly

Music: Like the Sky.
By Damiano Baldoni.
Performed by Damiano Baldoni at the Free Music Archive
under a Creative Commons Attribution license.

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Each year again the gifts are given gladly,
Perhaps because one wants to be a gift.
In goods there can be good, yet sometimes, sadly,
People get the thing but not the drift.
How could the wise men come without a token,
A gift to give the child, new born a king?
Nor could their words speak as their gifts had spoken,
Yielding love incarnate in a thing.

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