Sand in the Hour Glass

Time passes, however fast or slow it may be
And there I stand, wishing I could be closer to the sea
but today it cannot be, for whatever reason it seems
For now I hear the waves only in my dreams

The year is drawing to a close, and I am happy to see it go
There are so many things that have happened, I would have
never imagined them to be so

But a new year approaches, quickly, only days away,
and with that time, I plan to only play!

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