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A New Year

Has come
slipping in from
a time and place
that has left us behind
to wonder where
we were and where we're going

some of us pour a glass of burgundy
and fall into a deep sleep
nothing old or new

some shake
to the beat of a band
the air filled with contemporary
music in sync with fizz bubbles
and the popping of champagne corks
without a care

others curl up in front of the
warmth of a crackling fire
watching the whole affair on the screen
ushering in their own kind of new year

and for some
it's a transformation
camels changing into lions
who repeatedly attack the dragon
with the hope of becoming the child
We have long awaited
and now it has arrived
As a stranger his vision
shut out in the cold

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