Christmas magic is alive for every man woman and child; a needle and a spoon, a flickering candle’s heat, penetrating, mixing with blood once lifeless, now alive with pleasure and warmth.
Loneliness recedes as her breathing slows; her heart no longer keeping up the frantic beat of society.
In peaceful serenity she fades away; remembering better times, when the elusive contentment was taken for granted, rather than bought from the man on the corner, who only pretends he is Santa.
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