Grim Tales of a Wassie

# NEW YEAR

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Time was on the verge of a new year

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Nothing was changing, future was never clear

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Half the world was dancing to new streams

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The other half was drowning drunk in broken dreams

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The one with every luxury was crying in their bathtub full of sorrows

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The one with no food for the fifth night in a row,

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was smiling for tomorrows

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Strange how people often deal with their problems

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They try and put the blame on something instead of solving 'em

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And they close their eyes for any new opportunities

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Squeezing every kind soul in the guise of scrutiny

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And just like that, another cycle passed

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Heart remained the same, tears amassed

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