#YearEndEchoes
snow flakes
breeze whistles
Cars stuck
Rails, painted with
An enormous glow
Doors locked
chimneys flamed

Just look at her
Arms spread wide in gaiety
nonchalantly dancing to tunes?
Eyes closed, a fantasy indeed
A horripilation?
No moon at sight
or even sun to comfort
But there she was
An aura it is
Her sisu makes me gape
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