Now I’m overcome by the light of day; my lips are near but my heart is far away…
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“Thanksgiving was nothing more than a pilgrim-created obstacle in the way of Christmas; a dead bird in the street that forced a brief detour.” ― Augusten Burroughs, You Better Not Cry: Stories for Christmas
Now I’m overcome by the light of day; my lips are near but my heart is far away…
Now I’m overcome by the light of day; my lips…
Now I’m overcome by the light of day; my lips are near but my heart is far away…
“Thanksgiving was nothing more than a pilgrim-created obstacle in the way of Christmas; a dead bird in the street that forced a brief detour.” ― Augusten Burroughs, You Better Not Cry: Stories for Christmas