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New year stuff

Old new you gene

Imageby JeDi Holmes01 Jan 2014

Once a year we raise our glasses in an awesomely timed toast to what's come and gone, the new is praised for us programmed slaves, in turn we thank one and all over and over, till ye last wrong one falls, over you over me, the winters sleeze has a way to displease. The old have a saggy thong and once again, I'm mirrored with my song,

I'm mirrored in a storm of love,
That doesn't stain the covers though lovers have,
We're drifting through the spectrum of life you're here we're there, Anytime, Anyway, Genetics is lives tapestry.

~Arnold Maitrix