Happy new years, to the alone..
To all those who stand alone,
On this joyful hour,
Fret not for I am the same,
Upon this lighthouse tower.
But I shall count down the minutes,
Until it is time,
And wait for the new year,
And the bells that will chime.
So if you find yourself seperated,
From the people close to you,
From all the others, Happy New Year,
From people just like you.
The End
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was posted on Dec 31, 2011 by
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