Every year it was the same thing
Each day I awoke in the morning
with a clean slate, as if a brand new person
My counter pushed to zero
Sailing out into the new day
the wind reviving memories
This year, however, is different
When I woke up on New Year's Day
January 1st, 2007, I felt that
I was exactly the same person
who went to sleep the night before
on that lone frozen peninsula
known as December 31st
the last day of the old year
I checked and my counter
was still counting
Now the wind is just the wind
My memories never left
I sail under my own power
Limitless horizons await
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