Shooting stars,
paint the skies gold,
sparkling in shimmering dusts,
as if the moon shed tears of diamond,
glowing in buoyancy,
The past is left behind,
as the new era takes reigns,
a perfect cycle of twelve moons,
as Janus sits on his throne,
winding time in perfect harmony,
Times flies, never stops,
carrying along the burden of the world,
whispering prayers,
of hopes and dreams,
of sorrows and woes,
of joys and hapinness,
floating free through time,
that keeps the world in one peace
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