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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