and shed an anguished tear
I was the only mourner
at the dying of the year.
I gathered all the half done plans
bound them with twine
and placed them in a casket
at eleven fifty nine.
I took a midnight vow
with the resolve of a nun
to renounce all those dreams
in the year to come.
It was easy to imagine
that such a feat could be done
but when I lay down to sleep
it was already broken at twelve o' one.
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