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Season of Refresh

The time of the year
When the curtain close is near
The days have begun counting
So you can start a new beginning

Stories of the days past
Will keep rewinding fast
As the dawn of the year arises
And a bundle of new hopes rises

Odd days of despair, shall
Find their wholesome pair
For memories shall dwell deep
More than what we shall keep.

Refresh, for new things await
Happiness, we shall bait
Turn the pages of the old book
Shut them, as we pull the hook

Days are metrics of time
Just as we count our own dime
Emotions are tickets for others
Ride, they can, who bothers.

But we will persevere
Until the darkness is severe
Then, we shall light the lamp
To emerge ahead as a champ!

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