The clock strikes midnight, the year takes its bow,
Whispers of memories linger somehow.
Dreams we have chased, and lessons we’ve learned,
Pages now turned, as new fires have burned.
Farewell to the laughter, the trials, the grace,
Time moves ahead at its steady pace.
With hope in our hearts, we welcome the dawn—
Goodbye, dear year, your chapter is gone.
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