christ has come out for another year with his sleigh bells ringing. the jingle of family fare after the slaughter year. tired puckering relax. sit back with the family and smile. have a sigh, hang out, no trouble. simple, sublime. old enough to have nerved the tensions. mature talk and civilised behaviour. a mild touch of nostalgia. live the dream. and it seems i am. i know i finally can. for the fear can only freeze you if you hide behind the foibles and refuse to shine bright. you can be a star or part of the dark, thick night. the choice is yours, i choose to lose the fright. treat everyone with care, and you will get your share. no more than you deserve, no sick indulgences, just your due. you will receive as much as you put in. you want to live? then don't be afraid to sing. you can be a freak like me, be damn proud, you got the right to be free from the big man. we all got the right to be free from the big man. look the big man in the eye. stare him down. make him blind so that he may see. give him freedom. make him believe. we can all be greater than we are. our lives grow shorter so put up the fire. feel it burn you alight til you are a blazing glory, your own sunlight. you are part of a magnificent universe so look past the darkness and seek out those other stars bright. this isn't cheap fame, this is the real wonder game.
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