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He was glad to see them, and thrilled when they dressed him up so that he could feel a part of the festive spirit<\/p>\n
Twas the night before Christmas, and an old, old friend was feeling lonely. No-one had sent him a card, no presents were under the tree, and he was beginning to feel that no-one cared anymore. Everyone had forgotten him.<\/p>\n
It was so, so different just even a few months ago. He had been the toast of the town, the life and soul of the party. His friends and family came to see him-some had even travelled from lands across the sea.<\/p>\n
Where were they now ? Surely they hadn’t forgotten him him ? Surely they were not too wrapped up in their own \u00a0world, with their own \u00a0lives, \u00a0to spare just a few moments for one who often thinks \u00a0of them ? Someone who would, and indeed had, risked his own well being to help them out when they were strangers to him.. Strangers who had promised to love and respect him. Strangers who it seemed had made him one of their own-invited and welcomed him into their family.<\/p>\n
He would be alone no more !<\/p>\n
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And yet, could it be that those strangers, had now \u00a0forgotten him, and had tossed him aside once they had used him for their own ends ?<\/p>\n
No, because this is a special family, who always remembers their own.<\/p>\n
And they came, because they wanted him to know that he is, was and always will be one of us.<\/p>\n
One of the family.<\/p>\n
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