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An Insolvent Christmas
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Potpourri The pain I feel is very real
As Christmas time draws near.
It doesn't show. How can they know
Of all my inward fear?
Honey, can you tell the pain is hell
because of all the stuff
I cannot do for her and you
It will never be enough.
I wish you knew how I love you
and how I hide my fear;
Of telling you that I can't do
What you deserve, my dear.
