tick tock
the new year is here;
click clock
poles apart from last year;
today feels like a continuation,
and the dark days aren't over;
a façade of glee and celebration,
will we ever recover?
01. new year
tick tock
the new year is here;
click clock
poles apart from last year;
today feels like a continuation,
and the dark days aren't over;
a façade of glee and celebration,
will we ever recover?