'New' Years

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    If you think about it, we just experienced the same year as two years ago, we just gained more stuff, but we also lost more stuff. SO, it brings to question where are we now? I haven't written anything on here in a long time and if you don't understand it, that's okay. I'm an idiot, so you can ignore me. 'The word of fools, no matter how sweet, is no sweeter than an ass's urine.' I just made that up.

    'New' Years

    Here's to a New Year, an old year, the same year
         So much like last year, just slap another name there

    Here's to old subjects that gain new stories
    Here's to old stresses that found new worries
    Here's to new polish to covers old stains
    Here's to the old friends who gained new names
    Here's to old problems solved by new inventions
    that solved the new problems that came from the old ones
    Here's to old attitude, changed by new vision
    Here's to old objectives, that gave you new mission
    Here's to old pleasure, renewed once again
    Here's to old immorals renewed still as sins
    And here's to the future of last years demise
    Here's to the promise and those sweet wishful lies
    Here's to the tommorow, a nostalgic forward view
    that only leaves us with this new sense of old Deja Vu.

    Here's to a New Year that smells just like last year,
        An eternal loop, echoing, you just can't go past here

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