On a wintery Christmas night,
I strolled in the friendless parkland with a malcontent plight,
Walking without a purpose with melancholic emotions blurring my sight,
I fortuitously gazed my surrounding covered with lamps illuminating faint blue light,
The sand on the ground sparked like the blue luminescent plankton bloom,
I raised my head up the sky to address the rare Christmas moon!!
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