I won't start with any cuffs around my wrist,
Not with any word that binds my dealing,
Not this beautiful virgin year.
I cant tell what will befall me,
I wont hold myself in prison,
Lest it comes out as my only grave.
I wont keep any resolution this year.
I will take the year, a day at a time
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