last christmas, spent chatting with senmin and jielun in the wee hours of the morning, with white chocolate, prawn crackers and tiger beer. sitting by the playground next to my block, streetlamps lighting up the night with its orange glow. melancholic.
on the sidelines, santa hopped by to stay with me for awhile. made me laugh, made me happy then pressed rudolph's red nose and whizzed off. footprints remain etched in the snow. cold hands, warmed heart, i was listening hard to the fading tinkle of jingle bells.
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