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Madrigal Christmas
The children are singing,
their faces glowing in the cathedral light.
My heart expands, the sound is everywhere,
moving all around, filling me.
Eyes with wonder
opened wide
watch the children, feeling pride,
hearing beauty in the music,
golden notes of Christmas giving.
Orchestral playing floods the room.
I am melting,
feeling joy impossible to contain
from the resounding melodies
of their voices.
Surely, the angels must be near.
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