| The fire of New Year |
The silence before the birth, The chaos of happiness and joy is not new..but the New Year. Yet one more step in the evolution, a little hope in the persuit is not new..but the New Year. The stars are not new in the sky the clouds are... the sun is not new in the east but the glistening trail. We haven't changed overnight... but our vision and dimension. Reflections glimmer through the grate. The mission stays unfulfilled. The fire of New Year is ready flickering with the joy of arriving, a light that will lead us to Truth, yet not full, it's already NEW YEAR '98. (Thu Jan 1 01:09:16 JST 1998) [EOB]
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