myyear
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She grows almost like a flower, but never quite as tall.
And her bark is just as good as her bite.
This year, she broke mirrors.
She built bridges.
She fought wars.
Dear me a year ago...
I would like to imagine to myself as though I were a boy trapped in his own mind
that somehow this letter would greet you with a remeniscent face,
but I know such a thing won't happen.
This year has tested me.
Tested my strength,
Tested my courage,
Tested my ability.
Problems arising like constant showers during a storm,
All day and all night,
It's never ending.
