Last day of the year, the convenience of past, one that leaves all the bad things as void, and the void as a project for the future.
now no, now there's never. Or is it gone or will be ...
clean slate, but then so was not so serious - so are all assholes, and then everything is forgotten, and a nice clean path to new horizons where no man has gone before.
So we start again, right?
Already ...
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