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In the twilight of a radiant December,
Christmas came like a faithful lover,
In times gone by, how happy I was!
With little was enough for the waiting.
The lights twinkled with fresh brightness,
laughter sounded in a warm millet,
We played together in the snow and mud,
united in play, without fear of tearing.
The tree adorned with sweets and dreams,
small hands in laughter and striving,
our eyes shining, our hearts light,
the simple magic, a sincere legacy.
Now the years have become swift,
the photos reflect atrocious memories,
a world of rushing, virtual connections,
but the nostalgic soul still feels endings.