Winter's butterflies are falling from the sky.
Pale Ballerinas dance through the air.
It's getting colder by the second,
The preparations are starting.
A layer of blankness covers the earth.
A perfect start for a new beginning,
A perfect place for dreams to come true,
A perfect place in all its beauty.
Joy is in the frost-bitten air,
Holiday preparations have started,
Children rest in bed,
Hoping for Santa to come that night.
Bliss dreams will come on this frost-bitten night,
And Love will spread to all.
Remember only this,
Life is a miracle.
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