New year, new chance to carry on, To chase the light till night is gone.May mornings shine with gentle glow, And turn the past to bright from low.
Let sorrow fade, let shadows die, Let colors bloom beneath the sky.Where silence stayed, let voices ring, Where grief once ruled, let joy take wing.
May dreams not drift, nor fade away, But live as truth in each new day.If fate allows, may blessings show, A gift of color I may know.
No need to blaze like rainbow's hue, Just softer shades will see me through.Let black and white find tones to meet, And paint the world with life complete.
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