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WHO KNOWS
With New Year comes freshness,
Here, desires flourish in start-all-over-agains
Accustomed moon, her shift shaping travails ply
Thoughts contour the landscape of goals
Mountains stoic, face diligent climbers
And purpose loom towards havens
Be they dreams, or distant beacons
Streams detour in easy flow
Planners, to-do lists, and calendars afflux
Which bird will fly off, or phoenix rise
The bile and treacle of days to determine
WHO KNOWS © gillena cox 2017
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