They light up the match,
They laugh, without fear.
They look, back upon the year,
And they soak it with gasoline.
The lit match falls,
They’re yelling joins with mine.
They smile, as smoke rises,
And the flames burn away the old.
and watch it burn.
the birth of the new.
in the New Year,
as it rises like a Phoenix into the sky.
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