2017

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New people I prepare to meet

New challenge's I plan to beat

Old feelings I'll inevitably repeat

New friends I will kindly treat

New things I plan to keep neat

Old worries I can now delete

New words to type ever so sweet

New promises to make and keep, concrete

Old steps to reflect on which I took with my own two feet

New places to travel, street by street

New slate, to draw on, a completely clean sheet

Old friends to rely on, who stick with me through even the most bittersweet

To the new year which makes all our mistakes from the year before obsolete


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