Standing on the edge of this year's swan song,
I marveled at a spectrum of dark cores and bright shores.
Three hundred and sixty five long.
(Happy new year)
I struggled within and pursued happiness.
Friendship subsided my ire; so did toil.
Three hundred and sixty five relentless.
(Happy new year)
I loved beyond (my sweetheart) and kissed contemplation.
'Freed-will' subsided my demons; so did accidental romances.
Three hundred and sixty five elation.
(Happy new year)
I rebelled silently and let loose imagination.
Hope subsided self-doubts; so did courage.
Three hundred and sixty five brave passion.
Happy new year.
I marveled at a spectrum of dark cores and bright shores.
Three hundred and sixty five long.
(Happy new year)
I struggled within and pursued happiness.
Friendship subsided my ire; so did toil.
Three hundred and sixty five relentless.
(Happy new year)
I loved beyond (my sweetheart) and kissed contemplation.
'Freed-will' subsided my demons; so did accidental romances.
Three hundred and sixty five elation.
(Happy new year)
I rebelled silently and let loose imagination.
Hope subsided self-doubts; so did courage.
Three hundred and sixty five brave passion.
Happy new year.
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