my oh my,
how time flies.
a year, just like that, gone by.
the blink of an eye.
sweet Jesus,
how the clock moves on.
the calendar pages turn.
four seasons
in the rear view mirror,
as well as a few toxic people.
all of them,
water under the bridge.
older and wiser?
yes.
a resounding yes.
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