A Pleasure No One Can Replace
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Bernard F. Asuncion
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N-ight chill is already gone;
E-ighth day of February;
L-ight from the rays of the sun
C-reates shine on
Y-our beauty.
A-fter the long lonely evening
Z-estful morn is breaking;
O-ne new dawn begins to appear,
R-eady to cheer in the morning.
E-xpression of assurance is viewed on your pretty face;
S-weet smile on your lips is a pleasure no one can replace.
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