#423

2019

The year of snowflake reverie,

light amongst unfettered ignorance.

Incognito, seeming less than whole,

more than most, an unholy ghost,

learning, watching, learning,

life abounds enduring sounds of last year’s cries.

Now, all that ever is, all that ever is,

all that ever is.

Don’t dwell, move ahead, make it great, again.

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