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2022

Wind Swept

Im really looking forward to 2022. Wow! Can you believe how far we have come?

Wind swept
my hair in a bun
half-naked neck exposed
getting cold
perturbed by my lack of sense
holding onto a love
having been long dead
The chief beauty about time is 
that you cannot waste it in
advance. The next year, the next
day, the next hour are lying ready
for you, as perfect, as unspoiled,
as if you had never wasted or
misapplied a single moment in all
your life. You can turn over a new
leaf every hour if you choose.

Arnold Bennett
How to Live on 24 Hours a Day