Isn't something I care much about.
I don't want a new beginning.
My life has nothing left out
Because you and I have
Something so special.
It's already
The best it
Can be,
Love.
This is an etheree/nonet poem about why New Year's isn't important to me. I actually wrote is for New Year's in 2014, but back then I didn't have this blog, so obviously, I didn't post it then.
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