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Hope when felt chastened

Hesitant, hope whispered to New Year:
Do try and look a tad happier.
I come with no long rope,
Hard work seems the sole hope,
And can’t but look as I appear.
New Year can’t look better than it is, nor yet the passing one. How they would look largely depends on us. Yet, man just waits in hope with little or no hard work.
   Reflections | 04.01.17 |

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