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A new decade. What's new?
Fireworks: a grand illusion
that life is bright like glitter.
A chaotic crowd yelling like it's their last.
All these superstitions
I've done habitually 
for years but I'm not any
taller, richer or healthier.
And each year made me lonelier.
What's new? 

A new year, except 
it's all the years I've lived, on loop.

Never had a New Year's kiss.
Maybe next year.
Or in another decade, in another life.
I had my first love, a second one too-
but that was over half a year ago,
I almost forgot if love is true.

So tell me again,
what's new?