New colors of joy, shades of old pains
Sparkling friendships with nostalgic gains
Confusions awakening into life as fresh stains
All that was nice went beyond defining domains
Leaving no way to solve the puzzling lanes
But leaving a glimmer as always in the rains
Making an ambivalent pledge to save loving stains
That deserved to be decors but for peaceful sense
The solution was simplified with guarding panes;
Panes that seemed weak were enough for the brains
Like all the seasons timing the final balance
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