The buds must bloom into flowers
New leaves should come out in the bowers
The moon should shine polished every day
Fresh water must flow in streams and rivers
New clouds must pace the blue sky
Birds must sing new songs when they fly
Fresh drops of dew must fall every morning
As diamond they must shine before they die
Change is a process that gives birth to new
It brings freshness and often changes the view
Change for better is must and the old must go
Chances must be given to those who are in queue
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