Another Race a Different End?
The Delima of New Year
By easy words.
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It's a new year!
The vibe is new
The ideas are fresh
The hope renewed and faith refined
Yet, the old habits die hard
And whilst I pander to the gallery in the splendor of my foolish strength
Boasting what I will achieve,
My old foes watch me in bewildered humour
Watching my uncultured energy peter out
Then they knock me out and I slump back to type!
I sleep another year long sleep
Only to awake when my time has gone away
I use the little time I have left
To plan again what I might not achieve
Not because I don't want to or don't know how,
But because I don't want to and don't know how!
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