3 🕯 Advent

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The Advent wreath sparkles in the light,
it's the first candle that lights up the night.
We sit together listening to an old Christmas song,
that we all know by heart and can sing along.
It's not the fire that keeps us warm,
it's family that safes us from the storm.

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