And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
							Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
 
						 
 
		 
 
		 
 
		


 
	
 
 
		 
	


 
	 
	 
  
 
		 
	 
	 
	 
	
 
	 
	 
 
		
I come from Northpole with Dasher
I'll make you happy with free gifts
I'll make it so, I'm the one that uplifts
 
 
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