For Christmas I would give you all the earth, the planets shining jointly in the West, the low sun crouching in the clouds behind the cleansing rain beating gently on our window pane. But most of all, and all that's best, I give you treasure for your warm heart, my ancient love to lie there, repeating again and again that never, in this life, will it depart.
Lovely Arthur. Thank you for the ancient love. It is warm.
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