It's funny how, around Christmas, everybody is the happiest they've ever been. Lights go up, stress goes down; trees get decorated, hot cocoa and cider gets drinken; gifts get exchanged, love is given, and everybody is merry. It truly is the most wonderful time of the year, the happiest season of all.
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Flying Away || Poetry
PoesíaPoems by the broken, for the broken. {Lovely cover done by @tinhovercarinice}
