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Chill is in the air, Sound of bells dissapearing, Eyes moist with care, For the past year endearing; The tender sun shines on, Brightening the darkest rooms, Good and bad moments count on, unable to light the heart in gloom; So let's prepare the breakfast porridge, Wiping the nostalgic tears, Garnish heartily with hope and courage, Serving a delicious new year;
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Dec 31, 2018
Dec 31, 2018 at 10:42 AM UTC
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Chill is in the air, Sound of bells dissapearing, Eyes moist with care, For the past year endearing; The tender sun shines on, Brightening the darkest rooms, Good and bad moments count on, unable to light the heart in gloom; So let's prepare the breakfast porridge, Wiping the nostalgic tears, Garnish heartily with hope and courage, Serving a delicious new year;
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29/M/AP, India.
Dec 31, 2018
Dec 31, 2018 at 10:42 AM UTC
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