Candlelight
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J-anuary thirty-first midnight
E-vades February first anew;
N-ew dawn has broken,
N-ight chill departs from
Y-ou.
I-t's a beautiful morn,
N-o more mess around;
A-llowing your life to feel
B-eing safe and sound.
L-et your birthday come,
A-s the clouds are getting white;
N-ever ignore the warmth brought by the candlelight.
Bu şiiri puanla
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