December is here and the light of the year fades away,
Like a putrid fruit, the year slips away and does not return,
January's uncertainty sways in the air,
Like a cruel specter hidden in the darkness, harbinger of the next calendar.
(*) Fade away: Desvanecerse.
(*) Putrid: Pútrido, putrefacto.
(*) Sway: Mecerse.
(*) Specter: Espectro, fantasma.
(*) Harbinger: Presagio.
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