Perfect Paradise
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A-llow Monday to shine,
R-eplacing Sunday night;
N-ineteenth December breaks,
E-arly beacon brings
L-ight.
E-vening raindrops disappear,
B-ad weather turns good;
U-nderneath the blue sky,
S-hadow hides in solitude.
E-ver bright lanes above truly amaze your eyes;
O-pen both of them to see the perfect paradise.
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