December Fears.
Dec 08, 2025
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In December’s bright and crowded streets,
I walk with empty hands and quiet feet.
The world is shining, dressed in gold,
But my pockets feel the winter cold.
Everyone’s laughing, spending, cheering so loud,
I move like a shadow through the crowd.
Still, I whisper hope beneath my breath
Better days will come after this depth.
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