A beautiful morning shadowed by mist,
A night covered with cold,
A day filled with haze, and I gazed at a maize in my backyard; it was dusty.
Oh! How could I forget this beautiful season when the saviour came?
Though, It's a harsh, cozy and dusty weather, but the joy of the birth of the LAMB makes me feel no pain.
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*Happy Harmattan & Merry Christmas in Advance.*