This was written… maybe within two minutes.
I wish I had though of it yesterday. It’s not great by any measure, but it would’ve worked well with yesterday.
I think that, at the very least, I captured a sense of things not changing. It seems like the shift into a new year is often considered a reset on many things, but it seldom does in the ways most publicly desired.
I hope you enjoy.
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Once more the eyes close for the last time
And many farewells are said in an instant
For all that is comes to an end
So that it can resume in the following morning
Stupidity Hole 