And it came again,
walking slowly yet steady,
To tell me of more what I could gain,
It calls to fasten belts and get ready
As It is about time you strain,
untangling began already,
Expecting and Cherishing, all set to bargain,
All my hard work with victorious heady,
Pessimism is what I refrain;
Walking and stumbling shall go hand in hand,
As I am a minor birdie,
but flight is my nature and the thoughts sane,
New year for me has hope and happiness ready,
For accomplishments never wane.
It invites me to the sky to take wings and reign,
This vault of heaven is my home already
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