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Between good and bad I find myself,
the lights are shining in the square,
on this night of joy,
my heart dances and embraces.
The laughter, like stars, shines bright,
and the aroma of dinner envelops us,
but sometimes the soul shudders,
When the note in the pocket is lost.
Though the tree does not gleam with gold
Nor the table is clothed with delicacies,
the essence of the love I treasure
in the family, carries away the sorrows.
A toast to those who are here and those who are missing,
To the dreams that time dragged away,
because among shadows always stand out
the moments that affection forged.