Tick tock, here we are
At the end, the edge
Once more as before,
Yet now isn’t then
Despite the circular return.
The threshold has changed,
Shining lighter than before,
Promising welcome change,
Dare I take the step
Away from the past.
Across the line I fly,
Chains left behind me
Where they will remain
And the darkness sighs
At my sweet parting,
For where I tread,
It can not go.
A new year begins
And I am reborn.
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