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In the twilight of the eve, the year departs,
          A chapter closed, a journey marked by hearts.
          Yet, in the whispers of the midnight chime,
          Hope blossoms anew, a bright ray in time.
          
          The year's tapestry, woven with triumph and tears,
          Lessons learned, etching memories through the years.
          With each passing day, we've grown and discovered,
          Strength within, our spirits uncovered.
          
          As fireworks dance and colors ignite the sky,
          We bid farewell to moments that passed us by.
          Through moments of joy and moments of sorrow,
          We embrace the dawn of a new tomorrow.
          
          The future beckons with possibilities untold,
          A blank canvas where dreams and ambitions unfold.
          With resolute hearts and minds full of desire,
          We step forward, fueled by a burning fire.
          
          The path ahead, it may wind and twist,
          But the strength of our spirits, it shall persist.
          We carry the hopes of a million dreams,
          Guided by hope's light, like celestial beams.
          
          In this tapestry of time, let unity be our guide,
          For together, we traverse the surging tide.
          Let's build bridges instead of walls,
          Embrace diversity, break down all the stalls.
          
          May compassion prevail, a gentle force,
          In every heart, taking its noble course.
          With empathy, let us heal the wounds we bear,
          And sow seeds of love, spreading everywhere.
          
          So as the clock strikes midnight, we proclaim,
          With fervor and passion, igniting the flame.
          New Year, new beginnings, a chance to renew,
          A world full of promise, awaiting me and you.
          
          Let's cherish the moments, both big and small,
          Embrace the challenge, rise above them all.
          With gratitude in our hearts, we'll shine bright,
          Guided by the stars, through the darkest night.
          
          For in the dawn of this new year's light,
          We'll soar to new heights, taking flight.
          And as we bid farewell to what has been,
          We welcome the future, fresh and pristine.
          
          So let us embrace the New Year with cheer,
          With hope intertwined, may it be crystal clear.
          For in unity and love, our tomorrows will glow,
          A future of promise, an ever-blooming tableau.

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My christmas gift is learning someone I knew died.
          
          
          Merry fucking christmas.

It's my birthday.
          
          
          I feel empty.

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          I'm playing Hollow Knight.
          
          Try getting an instant update pass in the discord server if ya want.

In shadows cast by history's grim hand,
          Once stood a man of the Fatherland.
          Cloaked in grey, his honor bright,
          A German officer, a beacon in the night.
          
          But fate, cruel mistress, had other plans,
          And reshaped his destiny with her own hands.
          From the ashes of a war-torn earth,
          The officer found himself given a new birth.
          
          Reincarnated not as man, but machine,
          His soul encased in a shell, cold and pristine.
          A steel behemoth, in a world long gone,
          A soldier reborn at the break of dawn.
          
          Amongst knights and wizards, in armor clad,
          He stood alone, his heart ironclad.
          A relic of a bygone era, in a tale untold,
          The German officer, fearless and bold.
          
          A tank amidst the swords and shields,
          A war machine in fantasy fields.
          Despite his form, his spirit never bent,
          In this medieval world, he was heaven-sent.
          
          His guns roared loud, his engine sang,
          Through castle walls, his battle cry rang.
          A German officer, in his heart now a tank,
          In this medieval tale, his legend now ranks.
          
          Woven into the tapestry of a world once unknown,
          He found a purpose, a destiny all his own.
          Though man became machine, and worlds did shift,
          The German officer's spirit was his greatest gift.

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