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new years, nouvelle annee, a wee little baby in waddling clothing, old father time walking off to whereever years go when they aren't current anymore, the past years old folks home, maybe, but a new year, a fresh start, for resolutions and promises of a better tomorrow, and easy way to gauge how long these changes last, resolutions are nothing but things you don't accept, things you have the courage to change and the wisdom to know that you should, resolutions to fix this, make what's wrong right, or to keep up what's right, new year, digit change on the calendar, a new calendar, it's all new, it's all different, supposedly, but yet another year. towards the end of my 25 year on this earth, breathing this air, living this life. not bad.
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