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Christmas is the day that holds all time together.

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Alexander Smith
Age: 36 †
Born: 1830
Born: December 31
Died: 1867
Died: January 5
Poet
Cille Mheàrnaig
Merry
Holiday
Holds
Christmas
Together
Time
Xmas

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