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And so another year has slipped on past
We wonder what we've learned and what it means
and whether what we've done is meant to last
Replaying last year's memories and scenes
before our life demands and intervenes
How did the year live up to what we planned?
What do we see behind us where we stand?
We should not mourn the year that's come and gone
The cards were dealt and so we played the hand
New year, new hand and so the game goes on.
submitted for Poetic Bloomings, In Form Poet, Dizain
