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Somewhere out of the mess
of floods and debt and crashes
a Christmas will arise
like a phoenix from the ashes
somewhere out of the sadness
of pain and hurt so much untrue
the spirit that is Christmas
will gently filter through
somewhere out of the heartache
of pain and loss and disarray
something deep inside mutters
God bless this Christmas day
the miracle of Christmas
gives release from things mundane
with the beauty of a baby's birth
in a stable cold and plain.
Bernie Martin 14/12/09
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