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The sun is coming up pale and weak. Touching the stubble on my cheek. The bottles are empty on the floor. I don't feel sad anymore. The storm has passed, the night is done. Welcome to day number one. Confetti stuck within the rug. Ah-ah-ah. I pour coffee in my mug. Ah-ah-ah. The silence now feels distinct. Cleaner than I ever think. I survived the holiday. I survived the gray. It's quiet now, the war has ceased. I've made friends with the inner beast. The loneliness was just a guest. Now it's time to take a rest. Happy New Year to the wall. I'm still standing after All. Ooh. The year stretches out like a plain of snow. Footprints waiting, Ready to go. It's quiet now, the war has ceased. I've made friends with the inner beast. The loneliness was just a guest. Now it's time to take a rest. Happy New Year to the wall. I'm still standing after All. Ooh, Ooh, Ooh. Ooh.