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We didn't have money for a big tree
Just a plastic pine from the pharmacy
Cut up magazines, grab the glue
Making decorations, me and you
Scissors and paper, scattered on the floor
Who could ask for anything more?

Paper snowflakes taped to the glass
Watching the busy people pass
They got glitter, they got gold
We got a story to be told
Perfectly imperfect, jagged and white
Our paper snowflakes in the night.

Years from now when we look back
At the things we thought we lacked
We'll realize we had it all
In that apartment down the hall.

Paper snowflakes taped to the glass.

Just like us... unique.

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