Lovely Ever
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Bernard F. Asuncion
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R-aindrops have turned
I-nto a sweet sunny Friday;
Z-enith meets the beacon,
Z-one of mist is taken
A-way.
L-et thirtieth December open
Y-our eyes after the slumber;
N-ight keeps the Thursday,
N-ew dawn is lovely
E-ver.
Bu şiiri puanla
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