#YearEndEchoes

In the quiet hush of winter's embrace,
Festive echoes fill the open space.
A poet's pen, a canvas of words,
Painting the New Year with hopes unheard.

Midnight's kiss, a transition profound,
A symphony of time, a resounding sound.
Glimmers of dreams in the starry night,
Futures untold, bathed in soft moonlight.
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