Tuesday, January 3, 2017

2016

Oh, 2016—
Why'd you have to be so mean?
We can't always agree—
That's the cost of being free.
It's not easy to see—
See the future's more than me.
Yes, we have to believe—
Only then, we'll stop to grieve.
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