Hints of Heaven, Hints of Hell
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Hints of Heaven, hints of Hell, As the year turns again. Perhaps with you all is well, Perhaps you are in constant pain. Years come and go, millennia -- Nothing changes in the heart. Each revolution's trivia; We play new clad the same old part. Years come and go, each as bad, Each as good as those before, As full of joy, as cruel, as sad, Returning as we hope once more. Copyright by Nicholas Gordon. Free for personal or non-commercial use.
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