Noel, a guy of pride but a soft heart
Never had I heard any of his stories
But the feeling that grows is like a dart
That will later bloom with happiness and guarantees
weird, it is to give up so much for a guy
When it is proven that you hardly know him
But the cool breeze thats blows every time he came by
Told me a sign that my heart will never go dim
Stunning, I must say, to the sound of music
That I hear whenever he's close beside
I wish we could get things done from the basic
Cos the arc of Noel is the one that helps and guides
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