SANTA IS DEAD

Sometimes I can't believe
how much I love you, but,
sadly, it is not enough
to save me from myself.
Nevertheless, you,
along with your brothers,
have brought me great joy.
Have a good week, baby boy.
Xmas is coming,
but poor Santa is dead. 

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