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The Closure!

Hey,
The theatre  has opened.
Here begins the finale.
The dessert of the grand reception has arrived.
The minister of closure arrives with
the good wine kept unserved.
Here comes December, the final play.
Contemplate everything you have done throughout the year. Compensate.
You have 31 days before you.
Breathe in some good air.
Meet people before they hibernate.
Complete the procrastinated things.
Fill in the year's resolutions.
Grind all bad things and flush it off.
Read out some warm stories to children.
Feel the baby snowflakes on the ground.
Be grateful.Smile.
Carol is out there, sing and dance.
Hang your stockings.
Give warm hugs.
Love and forgive.
Run and slow down.
Cry and laugh.
Fall and rise.
Lose and gain.
Wind and unwind.
Act and live.
Pick and unpick.
Grow and learn.
Let the bells jingle.
Reindeers are waiting.
Pack and be ready.
The minister of closure is about to curtain down the twelfth play.
And your journey is about to begin.
And when it's the resolution day,
undress the costumes and get into the sleigh.
Go for a ride till your next role.
And yes,then I will bid you adieu until the curtain rises for the next play!

A.C




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