Winter is cold. The snow falls to my eyes.
In my mind I think of the white Christmas were going to have.
Next to me my family is sitting, eating and opening presents.
Tonight I'll sleep. I won't be cold. I'll think of my friends.
Ever after I won't forget. This Christmas was the best.
Rhythm of music is in my head. The sound of jingle bells led.
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