A grandma with her knitted coat stands on the side of black and white, wants to go to the other side.
Bright light, red and green, some yellow and blue.
High edifice, tryinna touch the dark skyline.
The pale Moon smiles faintly, calls some Stars to drive out Her loneliness.
Some stores decorated in Christmas feel.
The tree, the star above, the colorful lights, and the fake snow on it.
How I wish to be there now, or someday.
I believe, there will be my path on that drenched sidewalk someday.
Touch the wall of the huge skyscrapers with the tip of my finger.
Smiles back to the Moon, so She will have another friend beside the Stars.
Drink a cup of hot milk at the Caffè with a Christmas tree placed inside.
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