December
december: last month of the year
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lately, i've been feeling like an unaccomplished self, no enthusiasm, no joy on my shelf
for coming festivities, or new things ahead,
as if the happy aura, months ago, fled
december, flurries the bitter end and sweetest beginning
falling in middle of contradicting
as despondent infused into miniature delight
longing for a dreamy tale i wrote to myself,
be able to fulfil it as this year's resolution
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