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New Year, Same Old Me

New Year, old self

same eyes of brown…so brown it drowns the sorrow

and only amazement and light is shown

 

New clothes, old body

fashioned in such a way that slimming is not an option

but happy to be healthy

 

New earrings, old skin

not as tight as it used to be

but I wouldn’t change it for another

 

So many things new, material things they are

not as important as staying true

to ones self

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A story teller, a writer, and sometimes, a poet.

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