Trying to pack up one's life in boxes doesn't agree with breaking out the Christmas tree from the attic. A Christmas nook is all I could do this year.
Chove en Santiago meu doce amor, camelia branca do ar brila entebrecida ao sol. Chove en Santiago, na noite escura. Herbas de prata e sono cobren a valeira lùa.
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