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Heavens skyWith the whistle of the wind The gates of winter shall wake up Covering the nature with pearly rind And the snowy mountains rise up The oceans shall twinkle as crystal And the rivers hide under ice As the pine trees dance and sparkle The breeze whispers the birth of Holy Christ While the snows sleep softly on the trees The stars bright in January sky And as the snowflakes dance as diamond pearls the spirits, ball in heavens sky Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem
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