The ball's been dropped,
the champagne drunk
I'm home again
with empty trunk.
Saw many miles
and trod a few.
A trend for now
will continue.
I look ahead
and past the gate.
What goes beyond
I cannot say.
To start things off
I have to plan
for what's to come
and kick the can.
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