-City of Silver Dreams-
Windows dressed in frost and ice.
Candles glimmer, flicker, gleam.
Bright star beckons home
travelers far, journeyers wide.
Bells shimmy, shimmering silver,
singing angels golden songs.
Snow soaks sounds, liquifies light,
gives birth to the spirit of dreams.
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