Dear December,
A few days remain of you before the start of another year to look forward to.
An ample amount of time to step back and take a moment to find where I am supposed to be.
Looking back on my timeline, I have done things that have made my dull days productive.
Once filled with the bitterness and despondency of November, now I have come to find joy in the holidays yule brought about with its cool breeze.
Neither the rain nor the cold can dampen my merry disposition this time.
So, slow down my dear, let me enjoy the passing days with this newfound eminent cheer.
And that I may welcome the new year with a better and brighter frontier.
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happy holidays everyone! !<33
may your days be merry and bright.
much love, amarynthe l.
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Nodus Tollens
Poetrynodus tollens n. the realization that the plot of your life doesn't make sense to you anymore. (dictionary of obscure sorrows)
