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Something New
Old habits die hard
Old flames become anew
Not quite admirable
Or the dives we are used to
The fire resigns, inadequate arrow
Blowing across the horizon
A heart is to be fallow
Soon to be planted
Anon to give rise
Better one that has granted
Beyond the big eyes
A smart one has said be safe
In the narrow
Never go wide
Unless you’re a sparrow
Peace bestowed upon you my dear
And that this year will bring you
much added cheer
Much Love Much Life
Happy New Year!!!