Crushed diamonds.

Whispers on the breeze
Through the winter trees, and
Shadows dancing to a silent tune,
Beneath a whole,
And wonderous moon.
As the snow queen sprinkles dusted diamonds, twinkling,
Across the frozen earth,
As she gives birth
To a glistening paradise.

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