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Through the kaleidoscope,
Many a hue dance away.
A loop once set in motion goes
Round to end some day.
Black gives way to blue above
To white, to yellow, to pink
Regal crimson seals the dusk,
Black again after sun sink.
Light transcends the dark
And dark, the light,
As the day rolls over
To give in to night.

On warped time scale
Elapse little views so vivid
Of joys and of beauty,
Of times insipid.
Clouds waft through
The wide blue yonder,
Forever passing
Into the Neverland.
Shooting stars bless
The heavens above
With a sterling radiance
Of that of sand.

Now comes the parched land
With earth cracked asunder,
Now comes a drizzle along
With wild roaring thunder.
Winds change all along
And so do the landscapes
– Cherry blossom greetings
And luscious green grapes.
The loop leaps forward
To return to the old,
So comes the end
Of a year foretold.

Through the kaleidoscope,
A full circle thus closes.
The end is the start,
Its how one chooses.

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