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New Year's Eve is hard to spend alone Even when one wants no company, Willing to be lonely to be free, Yearning for a life pared to the bone. Even so, one feels an inner tug As hope curls over memory's undertow, Roiling the restless tidal flow, 'Mid well-worn thoughts, a longing for a hug. So does the heart respond to holidays, Embracing what the mind would else ignore, Vividly in search of something more Enduring than the self, which time betrays. Copyright by Nicholas Gordon. Free for personal or non-commercial use.
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