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  • Writer's pictureLaura Grá

Christmas ballad

We cherish the purity of the white splendour,

In a quaint presentation of demure traditions,

Our love for life grows in its grandeur,

In magic that bursts in a noble rendition.

An acquitted season of a festive miracle,

A plain adoration for devoted dreams,

A cold introspection in a beguiled oracle

That warms the summer’s soul with brumal beams.

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