Tide is Turning
The tide is turning,
I know not which way,
Just that it's turning,
Human nature holds sway.
A new year is dawning,
Whether it be good or bad.
We must roll with the tide,
The only role we've had.
I hope that your future,
Looks as good as mine.
As we raise our glasses,
To that auld lang syne.
Jubilation Does Not Guarantee by Ron AI
No one really knows what the new year brings.
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