Prawn cream pasta with a glass of coke
squeezing through the thick crowds in orchard
almost like a monotonous march to the unknown
yet the spirits and the atmosphere of the crowds seemed otherwise
falling raindrops filled the air with the colourful orbs suspended amongst the drops
a walk by the riverside as merry makers got sprayed and sprayed fake snows and streams
loud cheers as the innocent march through the bridge
as if the snow and streamers on them were trophies of their own
kiss at the stroke of midnight with the one i love beside me
nothing could be better than this
Merry christmas!
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