Christmas is that time
when, egged on by commerce,
we drown each other in cliches
become anxious about happiness
as if anxiety could make us happy,
and at the end of it relearn to breath
that collective sigh of relief,
that it is all over-until next year.
when, egged on by commerce,
we drown each other in cliches
become anxious about happiness
as if anxiety could make us happy,
and at the end of it relearn to breath
that collective sigh of relief,
that it is all over-until next year.
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