Blessed feelings soar by many echoes of singing bells,
I hear you drums with bellow when best friends meet.
Never we will forget the arrangement and promise,
we infect with chatter of chaos we solemnly swear
to celebrate the fireworks in sea we lost in charm of mesmerizing city;
It's where we watch and wait for pole of tower burning golden bright.
We're suffocating until the moment earth's shooting stars ignite.
The sky break and shatter of welcoming voices saying with hands up.
We hear each other say and it followed by sound of crashing piano's keys,
In sea we bawl and smiles with jubilant dance and chorus 'Happy New Year.'
By Petal
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