A few days before Christmas

The sun shines, though it does not warm,
But in the soul there is a fire...
Blanket covered roof -
The crackling sound in the fireplace is louder...
Part of the magic happened
And it will happen further,
I had a dream tonight...
Every night’s sleep is sweeter
They have become more mysterious
With the magic songs ...
The hour of rise is quiet and sweet...
Waiting for a mountain of


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