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new year many times
New Year many times This afternoon, I have watched many new years all over the world, in Australia, New Zealand, and other nations it is all the same as a fireworks display (the Saudis has the best and longest one) I have, minutes ago, seen from the terrace the sky is afire, happy fireworks, and I hear the jubilation Sometimes, we have to enjoy the moment, in Cascais the sky looks splendid, and this is not the time to say the moment spent on this frivolity could have been better spent on the poor The TV camera is out taking pictures of the ambiance, a lady tells us Portugal is great, one notices she is Brazilian and pregnant, and when her time come, she will get an easy birth There had been a long war, we stole potatoes from the patch of a Nazi farm, we stole an apple from those who had fruit in their garden, and we lived to tell the tale 1952, a new year's night, we stood on the terrace and enjoyed the display, not yet in colors, but it was a beautiful time; poor or not, we were proud we had survived the war, and the fireworks promised a better time ahead
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