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new year confusion ( 24 lines of that there poemz-shat )

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the year is dead

long live the year

the month of jan's

two-faced head rears


there's rain outside

on new year's day

december's piss

washes away


down dated drains

everything's old

everything's new

old tales untold


where be my head?

i am confused

oh mulberries

time's spiked my juice


it's early days

but is it though

- oh look, a ghost

strange shades they glow


unseen before

by mortal eyes

i give up on

the whats & whys

( ? )

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