She closed her eyes. She heard a hum. A song echoed through her ears.
I'm dreaming of a white Christmas,
Just like the ones i used to know,
Where the treetops glisten,
And children listen
To hear sleigh bells in the snow.
I'm dreaming of a white Christmas,
With every Christmas card i write,
May your days be merry and bright,
And may all your Christmases be white.
Tears rolled down from her cheeks. She wrapped herself with naked arms. Her feet were frozen sore. She looked up to the sky. Her heart cried, "Lord, wash my feet and make me clean."
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