In the deep quiet darkness, you are the clearest star. Light wanders along the patterns on the glass, like frost flowers frozen on a winter night, or like the reflection cast by a Christmas tree in a dream. At this moment, the noise withdraws, leaving only the shape of time slowing down in the cup, and the gentle breath of the holiday, 🎄
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In the deep quiet darkness, you are the clearest star. Light wanders along the patterns on the glass, like frost flowers frozen on a winter night, or like the reflection cast by a Christmas tree in a dream. At this moment, the noise withdraws, leaving only the shape of time slowing down in the cup, and the gentle breath of the holiday, 🎄