In December's tender glow, a whisper of winters first snow, leaves have fallen, once gold and bright, now blanket the ground, silver and white.
The air is crisp, the hearths warm call, as twilight paints the world so small, gathered close in cozy cheer, the spirit of the season draws near.
So hold each moment, let joy unfold, for Decembers magic is a sight to behold. 
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