New Year...New Play

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The moon at its zenith

Pocket the night of 'today'

As the end of yesterday bequeathed

The start of a new play

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I slip out of a maze

Danced my way through tangled paths

Under the moon's watchful gaze
Picked my way through at last

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Exit the horror of yet another rerun..

Trapped in the masquerade..
But the Wheel has again spun..

Naïve thoughts fade

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The chime of midnight..

The ticket to yet another Party..

You can neither flee nor fight..

Only scavenge what you can to be happy..

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You can run any way..

And still be trapped in Time's game..

And even though more change..
Yet more stays the same

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Beneath the dark eternity of the velvet sky

The Labyrinth below equally bespeckled

However with living shadows, instead of light

Intricate footwork..and carefully masked to dazzle

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Twirling about, yet my heart bleeds through my eyes..

Glistening silently beneath the self-same façade

Pearls to match the diamonds up high..

Hidden in shadow..cushioned by the dark

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I stumble out of a maze, a ball..
Thought I had finally reached the end of the song..

To find new music Time has in store
And once more, I dance along
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The moon at its zenith

Pocket the night of 'today'...

And the death of yesterday birthed..

The beginning of another play

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