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For a year that goes by in a hurry,
like the caressing wind,
with joys that turn to laughter,
we are dreams in the breeze.
Successes like shining stars
in the sky they're being shaped,
each step, a footprint on the ground,
that we write with longing.
Poetry, sweet whispers,
that leave murmurs in the soul,
fill hearts with sincere love,
Weaving life into a whole canvas.
With enthusiasm, hands joined,
on this journey of a thousand measures,
We reap laughter, hugs, and songs,
in every instant, in every charm.