Something NewA Poem by Black BranchesOften we yearn to leave the city's pavements behind, To go where calm is deeper, Where we will be loved more. We will delight in the metaphors of fallen leaves, Feel our bodies warmer, For the New Year, we'll take out delicate champagne glasses, And say that the pain the old year left us means nothing.
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