I thought rainbow is endless,
but thinking of it just makes me careless,
'cause my mind travels to where I think it is,
wanting to join the happiness it gives.
The Christmas balls are stunning,
it brightens the gloomy nights and light it,
gifts that are so inspiring,
a strength to flip the page of my life to keep it moving.
the numbers in the calendar,
are living when everything is like a war,
it keeps on changing across the star,
and when the sunrises again it is not yet far.
a thing that keeps on ticking is clock,
it is used to seize and lock,
our past, present, and future is flocked,
within that special mechanics everything is unlocked.
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