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Dancing bears, painted wings, Things I almost remember. And a song someone sings Once upon a December. Someone holds me safe and warm, Horses prance through a silver storm. Figures dancing gracefully across my memory. Far away, long ago, Glowing dim as an ember. Things my heart used to know, Things it yearns to remember. And a song someone sings Once upon a December.