E-cstasy is getting higher,
V-ilest emotion disappears;
I-n your heart you truly feel it,
E-levating the complete cheers.
P-ure pleasure is getting bigger,
E-rasing even the smallest mess;
R-apture remains in your life,
A-s well as the great gladness.
L-et mirth soothe your mind, T-wenty-first sunny September;
A-mount of thrill gets larger, ecstasy is getting higher.
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