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Past so bitter to be sweet again....
#WritcoPoemPrompt111 past....
The year 2023 is coming to an end,
Hopeful this thread will come to a close as well,
No matter how much we pretend,
Variants are here to stay like a spell.
In twenty twenty-three, a year of strife,
A tale of variants, a life of strife,
We thought we'd leave the past behind,
But alas, it seems to be entwined.
The hope of closure, a distant dream,
As variants persist, a never-ending scheme,
We've tried to shake them off, to break free,
But they cling on, like a bad dream, you see.
The year draws to a close, a time to reflect,
On all we've learned, on all we've neglected,
The lessons of the past, we must embrace,
To build a better future, a new race.
So let us not be fooled by empty words,
Or promises of a brighter tomorrow,
For only we can change our own fate,
And break the spell of variants, once and for all.
The year 2023 is coming to an end,
Hopeful this thread will come to a close as well,
No matter how much we pretend,
Variants are here to stay like a spell.
In twenty twenty-three, a year of strife,
A tale of variants, a life of strife,
We thought we'd leave the past behind,
But alas, it seems to be entwined.
The hope of closure, a distant dream,
As variants persist, a never-ending scheme,
We've tried to shake them off, to break free,
But they cling on, like a bad dream, you see.
The year draws to a close, a time to reflect,
On all we've learned, on all we've neglected,
The lessons of the past, we must embrace,
To build a better future, a new race.
So let us not be fooled by empty words,
Or promises of a brighter tomorrow,
For only we can change our own fate,
And break the spell of variants, once and for all.
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