I would like to wish each and every one of you friends a Happy and Peaceful New Year, lets make it as good as the last one…

The clock strikes twelve upon the frosty glass,
As shadows of the seasons softly pass.
The calendar is stripped to bone and white,
A clean, cold slate beneath the winter light.
The ghosts of yesterday are laid to rest,
While hope begins to stir within the breast.
A threshold crossed, a door that swings so wide,
With all the future's mysteries inside.
The air is sharp with promise and with change,
As familiar paths begin to feel quite strange.
We do not know what chapters wait ahead,
What lines of joy or sorrow will be read.
But in this hush, before the world awakes,
Before the first of many new mistakes,
We find the strength to start the race anew,
To seek the stars and keep our vision true.
So raise a glass to all that is to be,
A year of grace, and soul-felt liberty.
Happy New Year friends..
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