Winter Grace

It’s the lights of winter, son

That speak in darkest days of love

And may you grow to know

The peace

And joy

That they are speaking of

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Beleaguered Servant

Owen Servant is an online poet working in a style that's been described as "compulsive". In real life, he is an actuary, because being a poet wasn't unpopular enough.

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