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Happy New Year and merry whatnot. --- Mishmash of lyrics: In comforting loneliness late in the evening with a bottle of wine by my side. I gaze through the window and witness how snowflakes gregariously dance through the night. And my fascination with powers of nature is calming my turmulous mind Too bored and too tired of the search for the answers it wasn't supposed to find. With each passing year, as with each falling snowflake, the tension grew stronger indeed. These flakes now a snowdrift and wading through them has become such a grueling feat. And though they assure me my year isn't over, there's still so much more yet to feel - My tangerine soul is long rotten away and now nothing is left but a peel. Your years are your treasure. Oh, how reassuring! But allow me to outline my doubt: The gilded emotions, the faux-leather triumphs are bijous that questionably strout. The bright rays of sun of all-conquering springtide will make all these
