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Thursday, December 31, 2009 - 3:07 PM
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As Another year breathes its last few breaths, and lives its last few beats;
We say goodbye to the fading year and it's memories.
To some, the inevitable time has cut, leavings its marks and scars;
And to others, the days have grown us fond and eager for everything around us.
In it's last few dieing moments, we wonder, recall, and recollect the years eventful times;
Celebrating the passage from an ordinary night to a new morning.

In our minds we will recall our joys, our love, our family and our pride moments;
We will recall the pain and the suffering we have had to endure through time.
The Skills and experience we have received throughout the year will never be forgotten;
The scars we have had to take will fade away.
And As the seconds slowly go by, and the final night grows and declines upon us;
People shall come together and celebrate for a better new beginning.
For Next year we will all work faster, try harder, and continue walking our path of life;
Constantly trying and hoping for that better tomorrow.

For the years sake; Remember when them hands meet in unison on twelve;
when the bottles and festive are opened;
when the night is filled up with light;
and the years pain is cleansed with celebration;
Live, Work, and Love like there is no tomorrow;
for a new year is the beginning to a whole new self.