On a clear night,
Snow sparkles beneath
A chaste moon,
Casting its glow upon the woods,
A quiet beauty unfolding.

The season of cleansing
Offers hope and restoration
To those who seek new beginnings,
Endless joy,
And the quiet promise of dreams.

Untouched beauty whispers
Of a time that holds
More good days to come,
An untainted promise
Of a heart’s deepest desire.

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