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Happy True Year 2021

Away with the year that claimed scores That compelled the world to stay indoors A flu airborne in ravenous spread Edging out for many their daily bread A year that was strongly bequeathed and claimed Three months lived and nine months maimed But what is faith if not hope against the odds The gleam in the dark that lights up the ephod Assuring that God's Grace is sufficient And warming our hearts to remain reverent That we may not faint in the day of trouble That we may live to see our recompense double Do you still want to make those resolutions That are still a decade old illusion Go on for this is that season I'll soon see you break out from them like prison Only be transformed by the renewal of your minds A certain time of year is hardly anything that binds Blessed be your coming year These be my wishes and not claims from a seer Whatever a man sows, he shall reap The year comes with no pledge or promise to keep But God is the Sure Guide to they that seek Him May this year see Him burst your brims K. Muitherero. #HappyNewYear2021

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