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A new year…
A new type of love…
A new me…
With care, I lean over my cake, blow, and make my wish…
Dear self,
May your eyes glow…
May your soul grow…
May your joy show…
May you let your past go…
May you go with the flow…
So…
My main wish for you is for you to know
That self love is the way to go.
Here is to the year you find that lost soul.
Do not go FAR; go DEEP to fill that hole.
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