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What would you like for Christmas
A new polarity?
You're binary and desperate to deal
In high figures
That lick us with their hotter flame
Lick each and everyone the same
And march the mad scientist
Rings a new change
In ever dancing colors
He rings it here and he rings it
But no one stops to see
The change of fate and the fate of change
That slips into his pocket
So he locks it all away from view
And shares not what he thought you knew
And April is summer bound
And February's blue
And no one stops to see the colors
HATA BİLDİR
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