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Blustery wind;

foggy morning.

Feeling chill in my toes,

dear Sister Winter says hi.

Hats, scarf wrapped around me,

while my coat is zipped up to my neck.

Grrrrr, grrrr,

I focus instead on the bouncing golden rays, 

as the realisation that dearest sis is here for Christmas hits home.

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