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Dec. 19. '95 -
My dear Susan -
The air is so thick
with things + people +
cares and duties or goings +
comings, between now + Xmas,
that I can hardly see the
stars or hear the anthem.
But I want to make sure
of my greeting to you, +
to the two who are with you,
+ so I "take time by the forelock,-"
that bald old gentleman who,