New year gift

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Hopeful eyes, hopeful mind
Ambitions changed through the times
Path that we already took changed us
Pleasant memories fill the air, a
Year has passed
Now we have to move and go
Eagerly wait for what future holds
Will you stay with me this time?
Yes is an answer that I want to hear
Every moment with you
Are like visiting my favorite bookstore
Restlessly I exclaim,
.
.
.
Happy New Year!






[Hello guys! How's life? I hope you guys doing good and feeling good!
I want to thank you for still coming to my blog and keep this site existing!
I want to apologize on my long hiatus :( I have a lot of things on my mind lately
and I hope I can write and post more about poems. I hope you enjoy this poem and
Happy New Year! Bless you and don't forget to be happy! :D

With love,
Just Bork It]

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