We exist within hours
Four and twenty
Days in seven by four
By one by twelve
Our toils and tales
Remain the same
Trials and tribulation
Remain for real
We exist in a vacuum
We are yet driven by
Our desires
To be what in the end
Is empty
We keep hoping for
What at last is nothing
Before we know it,
The sun has from the east
Taken its slow but steady
Journey to the west
The wind, the rain
The moon, the stars
Have all symbolized
The passage of time
We are left with questions
Who are we?
What are we?
And where are we heading
As we head on
To " yet another year"?
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