Poetry

A Short Thought about New Year

a non-poem

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The clock

strikes

twelve.

There is

laughter,

splendorous

flocks

of elves.

Great racket,

shouting,

dancing,

drunken

frays.

Then

the clock

strikes

twelve

and

one

second.

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