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A Draconic New Year
And so thus another year reaches its conclusion
With a new one to take its place, time's continuous fusion
But to I, no care, it is but of no concern
Time has no hold on me, and so I shall not yearn
Of another year passed, but yet more to be bred
And, as always, I'll remain when they too have fled
Compliments of Charles Foster III
Let us hear your thoughts!
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